Sophia Shaw and Yancy Shaw were walking behind another group of police officers, who were escorting a handcuffed Dennis Warren.

The moment she saw Dennis Warren, Joanna Sherman froze. Her frantic eyes slowly moved down, landing on his hands, which were also in handcuffs!

Her face was as white as a sheet!

Chad Jennings didn’t notice Dennis Warren; his gaze fell first on Sophia Shaw and Yancy Shaw.

It seemed to click for him instantly, and he flew into a rage. "Sophia Shaw, you’re the one who reported Joanna! She’s your half-sister, for crying out loud! How could you be so vicious!"

Yvonne Sherman glared at Sophia Shaw, grinding her teeth. Her look was murderous.

Yancy Shaw sneered, "Your precious daughter commits attempted murder, and you can’t bring yourself to call her vicious. Instead, you curse at us for reporting it? Chad Jennings, you really are as shameless as ever!"

"I... My daughter was definitely framed! She’s always been so kind. She could never do something like murder!"

Sophia Shaw pressed her lips together silently, her eyes brimming with mockery.

’She’d always thought Chad Jennings was simply blind for ignoring how Joanna Sherman bullied her. It turned out his heart was blind, too.’

’Joanna Sherman, kind?’

’Was she even remotely kind?’

"Take it up with the police," Sophia Shaw said, taking Yancy Shaw’s arm to leave.

Joanna Sherman turned her head, her tone as arrogant as ever. "You think finding some witness can do anything to me? Do you even know how the law works!"

Sophia Shaw looked at her like she was an idiot. "Do you think the police would’ve put you in handcuffs if they weren’t sure?"

Her gaze flicked to Joanna Sherman’s wrists.

The handcuffs on her wrists had only felt a little cold before, but Sophia Shaw’s glance seemed to heat them red-hot, scalding her so intensely she could barely stand it.

Dennis Warren spoke listlessly. "Miss Sherman, it’s no use. I’ve confessed everything. It was you who instructed me to set up Old Master Sloan with the iced jelly."

Joanna Sherman stared, speechless, her eyes widening as if she wanted to eat him alive.

But she said, "I don’t know what you’re talking about. You’re spouting nonsense. Perjury will only add to your sentence!"

"I suggest you wise up and don’t do anything that’s not in your best interest."

Then she turned to Yvonne Sherman and Chad Jennings. "Dad, Mom, get me a lawyer! I’m going to sue them!"

Yvonne Sherman had already thought of it, and as it happened, the lawyer was just arriving.

Clutching a briefcase, he ran over and announced, "Officers, good morning. I am Miss Joanna Sherman’s legal representative. I will be handling her case in its entirety."

With so many people around, it was chaotic and interfering with the investigation.

An officer said, "The lawyer can stay. Everyone else not involved needs to leave."

Dennis Warren, Joanna Sherman, and the lawyer went inside.

The others remained at the entrance.

Seeing that Joanna Sherman now had a lawyer, Yvonne Sherman gently patted her chest and let out a breath of relief.

Chad Jennings was still upset. He glared at Sophia Shaw and Yancy Shaw. "I’m telling you, Old Master Sloan fell on his own! You failed to take care of him, so what gives you the right to take it out on Joanna!"

"In any case, she’ll never plead guilty!"

Sophia Shaw and Yancy Shaw exchanged a glance. Yancy Shaw said coldly, "The evidence of her crime is crystal clear. We don’t need her to confess."

"Don’t... don’t listen to them," Chad Jennings urged Yvonne Sherman.

Yvonne Sherman looked up and saw Yancy Shaw looking at her as if she were a stray dog.

Following his gaze, she was shocked to realize her own clothes were in disarray, her shoes had come off, and her feet were covered in mud.

Her lofty, aristocratic image was completely gone. She really wasn’t much different from a stray dog!

"So you were just a pretty face propped up by leeching off my sister. Without all that makeup, you’re not even half as good as her!"

June Evans came up from behind, taunting her mercilessly.

She tutted disapprovingly.

Leah Evans followed right behind and chimed in, "You’re wrong, Sis. Sister Brianna has worked in the mud and rain for years, but she’s still beautiful. Even if this woman painted herself up like a flower, she couldn’t compare to a single finger of Sister Brianna standing in the mud!"

"She has no class. Nothing to be done about it."

It was the first time Yvonne Sherman had ever been told she had no class—and been compared to Brianna Shaw, no less. Her face twisted with rage.

She snorted coldly and called to Chad Jennings, "Jennings, we’re leaving!"

"What’s the matter? Not staying to see for yourselves whether your daughter is guilty or not?" Leah Evans asked, blocking their way.

Just then, the lawyer rushed out, his face pale.

Seeing Yvonne Sherman and Chad Jennings, he said, "Can I have a word in private?"

Yvonne Sherman and Chad Jennings stepped aside with the lawyer. "Why are you out so soon? You need to keep an eye on Joanna."

"If you’re not there, it’ll be trouble if they trick Joanna into saying something."

The lawyer sighed. "That man, Dennis Warren, provided a video of the two of them meeting. The video clearly records the entire process of Miss Sherman and Dennis Warren plotting everything!"

"What!"

Yvonne Sherman had assumed this was just the Shaws getting revenge. Hearing the lawyer confirm it was real, she collapsed to the ground as if her bones had been pulled from her body.

Her eyes stared blankly!

Chad Jennings was also frantic with panic. "How... How could this happen?"

"How many years will Joanna be sentenced to?"

The lawyer’s expression was grim.

"It depends on Old Master Sloan’s specific condition. If he wakes up soon, three to five years."

"If he doesn’t wake up... it’ll be at least ten years."

"That... That long?" Chad Jennings was terrified.

Three to five years was already unimaginable. Ten years...

’Wouldn’t she be old by the time she gets out?’

"What are we going to do?"

"Joanna hasn’t even launched her rocket yet! She hasn’t made her comeback!"

Chad Jennings was on the verge of a complete breakdown.

He had put so much effort into cultivating Joanna Sherman. How did she end up a prisoner?

Yvonne Sherman’s eyes were glazed over as she too sank into deep despair.

’That’s right, Joanna hasn’t made her comeback yet.’

Those three satellites were sitting right there at Zenith. In half a year at most, she could have relaunched them and washed away her previous humiliation!

’If it weren’t for this crime, it would only be half a year. They just had to endure it, and it would pass.’

’Her Joanna would have been able to stand at the pinnacle once more and even win the favor of the Grants.’

’She herself could have returned to her circle of high-society wives and become the object of everyone’s envy!’

’It was Sophia Shaw and Yancy Shaw who had cruelly snatched everything from the palm of her hand.’

’Those bastards!’

Yvonne Sherman scrambled to her feet and grabbed the lawyer’s sleeve tightly. "Listen to me. Use all our resources. You must ensure Joanna’s sentence is no more than three months, and that it doesn’t leave a permanent record!"

"If that’s not possible..." Yvonne Sherman glanced at Chad Jennings beside her, then gritted her teeth. "Then go find Dylan Shelton."

Dylan Shelton was the man she had been briefly married to.

Yvonne Sherman had already figured out the terms to persuade him to help Joanna Sherman. "Just tell him that if he’s willing to help, he’ll get half the credit for Joanna’s future rocket launch!"

No one could refuse such a huge temptation.

Yvonne Sherman knew that man especially well.

’Besides, Sophia Shaw and Yancy Shaw have no one powerful backing them. Dylan Shelton could pull a few strings, and no one would be the wiser.’

"Alright."

The lawyer took his orders and went to contact his people.

Yvonne Sherman cast a contemptuous look from afar at Sophia Shaw, Yancy Shaw, and their group.

’Trying to take down her Joanna? It won’t be that easy!’

Sophia Shaw met her gaze and simply smiled back at her.

Yvonne Sherman was just about to shout "Fool!" when she heard a sharp SLAP!

She turned and saw Justin Hughes standing on the steps, clutching his face.

Gone was his usual arrogant demeanor. He just kept his head down, his hair disheveled from the blow, looking utterly wretched.