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Chapter 150: I'm the only one who can help you now

Chapter 150: I'm the only one who can help you now

Chapter 150: I’m the only one who can help you now

After Katherine got back into the car, she took off her sunglasses and stared intently at the smartphone in Ethan’s hand, her expression complex.

The phone was playing a video they had just recorded. Gabriel, thinking he had the situation under control, was showcasing his acting skills to Milo.

To gain Milo’s trust, Gabriel had concocted some charges against Congressman Clements on the spot.

He was full of righteous indignation, vowing to bring Congressman Clements to justice and to fight for what was right.

“This is pointless,” Katherine shook her head. “The so-called evidence Gabriel is spouting wouldn’t hold up under scrutiny. I’ve been investigating a case from three years ago involving Congressman Clements and some shady dealings with the mob, and it has nothing to do with the accusations about taking someone else’s wife.”

“Pfft, what the truth is hardly matters from the get-go,” Ethan said, spreading his hands. “Here we are busting our butts gathering evidence, and this guy is threatening victims and destroying evidence.”

“He can do it, so why can’t we? Besides… everything we do is within the bounds of the law.”

Katherine paused, her expression unreadable, and for a moment, she found herself at a loss for words.

Her look at Ethan grew more complicated.

Initially, she was just wary of his psychic abilities, but now she realized what was truly frightening about this kid was his wild ways.

“Got any plans for tonight?” Katherine asked as she buckled her seatbelt.

Ethan raised an eyebrow. The beautiful prosecutor beside him was, unknowingly, starting to seek his advice on their next moves.

Deep down, after the exposure of the legal documents, she had subconsciously lost faith in taking down Congressman Clements through legal means.

“Let’s head home first. I’m pretty good with hiring online influencers,” Ethan said with a smirk, seizing the opportunity to complete his mission as her confidence wavered.

Katherine’s expression subtly shifted. Why was he so familiar with this?

It was going to be an eventful night.

The next day brought various morning routines.

As busy people checked their phones in the bathroom or on their way to work, they were greeted with sensational headlines.

“Congressman Accused of Using Power to Coerce Another Man’s Wife!”

“Decade-long Secretary Blows the Whistle on Justice.”

“Shocking! The Outrageous Scandal of a Dirty Politician.”

The headlines, designed to provoke outrage, were accompanied by various video clips.

Online viewers watched the video links.

They saw Gabriel’s masterful performance.

Comments flew across the screen.

People were shocked by the audacity of liking someone else’s wife, a scandal that seemed more novel compared to the usual stories of harassment or celebrity affairs.

Soon, someone dug up the connection between Congressman Clements and Gabriel, his secretary.

The video spread at an unbelievable pace.

In a high-end residence, Gabriel sat at the dining table, hanging up the phone with a panicked look, then frantically searched his phone, his face turning ashen.

“What’s happened?” his wife asked, startled by his demeanor. She had never seen her husband, a congressman’s secretary, look like this before.

Gabriel didn’t respond to his wife’s question, his face growing paler and beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

He felt a chill run through him, as if he were in an ice cave.

“No… it can’t be…”

He picked up his phone, his hands trembling so badly he couldn’t dial properly.

“Gabriel!” his wife called out again.

“Ah?!” Gabriel snapped back to reality, hurriedly saying, “Take the kids to your mother’s house, quickly…”

After a moment of surprise, his wife nodded.

Knowing her husband’s unique position, she had been mentally prepared for such a scenario. She quickly packed some essentials and left with the children.

Soon, Gabriel was left alone in the room.

He forced himself to calm down and think about the impact of the situation. He had underestimated those kids.

But last night, under those circumstances, waterboarding had left him disoriented.

It had also given him a glimpse of a chance to live, even a plan to fight back.

And all those people were just kids.

It was all so bewildering.

Gabriel had unwittingly stepped deeper into the trap, still unclear about the purpose behind all these machinations.

Just then, a knock at the door made Gabriel’s whole body tense. He picked up an ashtray, cautiously approaching the door.

Peering through the peephole, his face darkened instantly. Outside stood a smiling Ethan, the sunglass-wearing woman from yesterday, and Milo, the one who had ruined him.

Anger flared in Gabriel’s eyes, wishing he could incinerate the group on his doorstep.

Years of political discipline urged him to calm down. He opened the door.

“Hi, Mr. Gabriel, have you seen today’s trending topics?” Ethan greeted him cheerfully. “My friend, you’re a real hero, standing up to power, fighting for what’s right!”

Katherine adjusted her sunglasses, equally taken aback by Ethan’s shameless act.

Gabriel’s gaze shifted past Ethan to Katherine. Last night, she had been bundled up in a trench coat, scarf, and sunglasses, and it was too dark to make out her features clearly.

Now, recognizing the female prosecutor, all the pieces clicked together in his mind.

“It’s you!” Gabriel’s eyes nearly burst with rage. Even his usual composure couldn’t hold against the sight of Katherine.

He couldn’t believe that this seemingly elegant prosecutor could be so ruthless.

Katherine, feeling his menacing stare, turned her head away, avoiding his gaze.

Suddenly, a sharp slap landed on Gabriel’s face.

“Uh?” Gabriel clutched his cheek, feeling the burning pain, and turned to Ethan in disbelief. How dare he?

“I don’t like the way you’re looking at her,” Ethan said coolly, pulling his hand back. “Maybe you should call the police. I’m sure the congressman behind you would love to see you at the station.”

Ethan’s icy words doused Gabriel like cold water.

Gabriel calmed down, realizing this wasn’t the time to lose his temper. He needed to figure a way out of this mess.

“It seems you understand your position now,” Ethan noted, seeing the anger in Gabriel’s eyes turn to fear, and smiled.

“I’m the only one who can help you now.”

Gabriel’s expression was a mix of conflict and calculation.

“I believe you have detailed dirt on the congressman’s dealings with the mob from three years ago,” Ethan squinted. “You can choose to be the hero who takes down Congressman Clements, just like in today’s headlines.”

“Or, you could beg for his forgiveness.”

“I don’t understand what you’re talking about,” Gabriel said, reaching to close the door.

“Your son is very cute,” Ethan narrowed his eyes. “You know, the laws in this country are quite interesting.”

“The age of criminal responsibility is 18.”

“And the age of sexual consent is also 18.”

“So you’re telling me that if I find a 15-year-old transgender girl to hang out with your son, and he ends up cross-dressing and getting involved in group activities with a bunch of boys, I wouldn’t face any criminal charges, huh?”