Framed as a Rapist by My Own Family Chapter 06

Framed as a Rapist by My Own Family Chapter 06 Sweet Revenge

explosive live confession triggered an immediate law enforcement response.

A SWAT team quickly arrived and sealed every entrance and exit of the hospital.

At the distant wail of sirens, Finn jolted upright and stumbled over to Dad, Mom, and Sarah.

He begged, “Dad, Mom, and Sarah! You have to save me! I cannot go behind bars!”

Dad violently shook off his grasp and stepped backward without a single word.

Mom ducked behind Dad’s frame, too frightened to even glance in Finn’s direction.

Sarah also twisted her face away, her lips clamped tight.

Each of them knew they faced felony charges for obstruction of justice and tampering with evidence. None dared to associate themselves with Finn’s crimes any longer.

Just then, officers crashed through the lobby doors.

Dozens of service rifles were locked onto Finn.

Panic overtook him, and he screamed and broke free from the officers loose hold in a blind frenzy.

Like a madman, he lunged at Sarah in one swift motion, snatching a surgical scalpel and pressing its sharp edge hard against her throat.

“Nobody moves another step closer!

“If any of you take a single stride toward me, I will slit her throat right now!” Finn shouted.

Sarah was choked so hard that she could barely breathe. She stood stiffly in place, her voice trembling.

“Finn, I’m Sarah. I’ve sacrificed everything for you. You said you loved me…”

Finn gave a mocking laugh and said, “What a stupid woman!

“Only a fool like Ethan would believe in love.

“I never love you, and I never love Chloe either.

“All I’ve ever cared about is the Voss family fortune, the reputation, and power you can bring me.”

Then, he lowered his voice to a venomous whisper against her ear, cold as frost.

“Let me tell you the truth. You’re nothing but an easy bed partner.”

Violent tremors racked Sarah’s entire body, and hot tears spilled down her cheeks.

Finn dragged her backward toward the open–air rooftop terrace.

Officers set up their equipment ten meters away, but the angle left no clean shot to neutralize Finn without

wounding Sarah.

Ron’s gaze landed on me, his features warped into a deranged sneer.

He said, “Ethan, we’ve competed for everything our whole lives. How could you be so naive to let a woman manipulate your heart?

“But what difference does it make? Even if you revealed the truth, all that you once owned still belongs to

me.
“Even if I’m ruined today, I can still take it all back from you again.”

He tightened his grip around Sarah’s neck.

And he continued, “No matter what I do to Sarah, she would crawl back to my side the second I snap my fingers.”

He tightened his grip on the scalpel’s handle and drove the blade downward, stabbing straight toward

Sarah’s chest.

The metal sliced deep into soft tissue in the exact same instant a single gunshot cracked through the air.

A bullet tore through Finn’s throat.

He and Sarah crumpled to the terrace floor simultaneously.

A fountain of scarlet blood soaked Sarah’s outfit where the scalpel had pierced her.

Finn clutched his neck, only able to let out wet, gurgling gasps as blood seeped between his fingers.

His eyes bulged wide, filled with uncomprehending shock.

He strained to speak, but the bullet had shredded his vocal cords completely.

I knew that kind of pain well.

Back then, trapped with the truth burning inside me, I could not utter a single word in my own defense.

Ambulance sirens drew closer.

Paramedics sprinted onto the rooftop terrace to lift Finn and Sarah onto stretchers.

I knew the bullet had only crippled Finn’s ability to speak, not stolen his life.

Sarah’s injuries, however, were far more critical.

She lost plenty of blood.

After seven full days and nights of emergency critical care, the medical team managed to save her life.

The moment she regained consciousness, she requested an immediate formal statement with investigators, laying out every twisted detail of the conspiracy that had franied me seven years ago.

Witnessing Finn’s cold, ungrateful monologue on the rooftop had erased every trace of loyalty my parents

once held for him.

adopted son they had poured all their wealth and affection into had viewed them merely as stepping stones to power.

Finally, my parents turned themselves in and confessed everything.

My seven–year–old conviction was officially marked for formal reversal.

But the honors Finn had stolen from me would never come back.

What I never expected was that a man called me after the incident.

He said, “Long time no see, Major–General Voss.”

“Are you willing to return to the team for the Greythorn Border Defensive Containment Initiative?” /