Chapter 532

The Wilson family’s lawsuit against Kate was soon placed on the agenda. The implications were sensitive, and Aubree couldn’t just let lawyers from Turner Group or Bree Technology get involved openly. Otherwise, the Wilson Group could easily turn the tables and accuse them of scheming.

As such, she had no choice but to hire a top-notch lawyer to defend Kate secretly.

The evidence was rock solid, and Kate was sentenced to two years in prison.

As Kate left the courtroom, Trevor blocked her path. Even though he’d won the case, his eyes were filled with resentment as he asked, “Why?”

He couldn’t understand. He’d treated her so well and had done everything he could to make her stand by his side openly. He’d even put himself right in the eye of the storm for her. He wondered, ‘How could she… how could she dare do this to me?’

Kate, her hands cuffed, looked up at him with a mocking gaze. “Do you remember Katherine Robertson?”

Trevor froze, confusion flashing in his eyes. ‘Katherine Robertson? Who’s that?’ he wondered.

Kate, who had seen this coming, laughed. She bent over, her laughter wild and unrestrained as she spat, “Trevor, oh Trevor, I can only say that this is just so like you. Honestly, I’m not surprised at all.

My sister, Katherine, gave up her education to raise me. She stepped into the entertainment industry to work. Who would’ve thought her agent was a total scumbag, and you were even worse.

“Just because you said you were interested, she was practically thrown into your bed like some kind of offering. And even after that, you still wouldn’t leave her alone. Do you have any idea what it was like for me, all these years after she killed herself by jumping off that building? Every single day, I’ve thought about how to make you pay, even if it means killing you in your sleep.”

Her voice was laced with pure hatred. If looks could kill, Trevor would have died countless deaths by now.

“Trevor, you’ll get what’s coming to you sooner or later!” Kate exclaimed in disdain.

Her twisted expression made Trevor freeze, his gaze locking with hers as a long-buried memory surged up. He remembered now—Katherine, the very first woman who ever dared defy him.

She’d actually had the nerve to try and go to the cops, accusing him of rape.

“You’re Kristine Robertson?” he blurted out.

Katherine’s little sister, Kristine. He’d used her as a threat to keep Katherine’s mouth shut back then.

“That’s right. I crawled up from hell just to settle the score with you, Trevor. And I’ve got a little present with your name on it,” Kate dipped her head, shooting him a sidelong glance, her lips curling into a twisted, eerie smile.

Before he could say another word, the cops were already leading her away, leaving Trevor standing there with lost and vacant eyes.

He couldn’t stop the flicker of sadness that showed in his eyes. He realized it had all been a lie. He’d thought maybe she’d just been bought off, and that way, he could still fool himself into thinking she loved him and that she’d only done it because she was desperate for money.

But no, it had all been a trap from the very beginning.

Trevor hung his head, emotions flickering across his face. ‘Why?’ he wondered. ‘Why did she have to do this to me?’

After a long moment, he let out a bitter, self-mocking laugh as he thought, ‘In the past, there was another fool who loved me unconditionally. And I drove her away with my own hands. Now she’s gone, and I’ll never get her back…’

The shareholders’ meeting at Bree Technology went ahead as planned. With Aubree absent, Bowen, who held the second-largest percentage of shares, took charge.

Bryan had recently acquired 3% of Bree Technology’s shares, just enough to secure a seat at the table. But even with that, his stake was still nowhere near as threatening as Birgitte’s. Yet, for some reason, he acted like he already had the whole thing in the bag.

Most of the shareholders who had already secretly sided with Bryan were practically itching with anticipation, as they thought Bree Technology was about to change hands any minute now.

Birgitte was also at the meeting, watching the room full of people with their various agendas. She let out a mocking snort as she thought, ‘They’re all so sure of themselves. But we still don’t even know what’s going on with Ms. Miller.’