Chapter 394

Beatrice was out of options and had no choice but to call Troy. This call was supposed to be her last trump card, something she'd only planned to use against that other person. But right now, saving Aidan was all that mattered. She simply couldn't let her son go to prison. Beatrice dialed Troy's number over and over, but he never picked up. Panic began to creep in. With no other option, she went to Troy's house. Troy was caught off guard when he saw Beatrice on his doorstep in the middle of the night. He looked at her helplessly and asked, "Do you really think this is the right time to come to me?" Beatrice paused, confused. "What do you mean?" He looked her in the eye. "You know exactly what I mean. You're a smart woman, Beatrice, so how did you end up raising a son like that? Do you realize that nobody at the top wants to touch this case? If I step in, I'll lose everything I've worked for. Do you honestly think I'd stick my neck out for you?" Beatrice furrowed her brow as she