” Her voice rose now, strong and sharp, cutting through the silence. I gave you access to my life, my company, my wealth. I trusted you with my father’s legacy. And what did you do? You hired assassins to end me. You wanted my name erased so you could crown yourself king. Jonathan’s face twisted. He tried to speak, but Amanda lifted a hand to silence him.

No, Jonathan, don’t speak. Everyone here has heard you already. Everyone here has seen your true heart. Even in front of my coffin, you called your mistress to celebrate. You thought my death was your doorway. Her eyes burned with tears, but her voice stayed firm. You wanted to destroy me, but God has exposed you.

Jonathan’s mask cracked. His face darkened. You You set me up, he hissed. You tricked me, Amanda. But you can’t win. You think this humiliation will stop me. You don’t know me. George stepped forward, voice low but heavy. Enough, Jonathan. You brought this on yourself. But Jonathan’s anger only grew. He pointed a shaking finger at Amanda.

You may think you’ve won today, but mark my words, I will come back for you. This isn’t over. The staff gasped again. Juliet raised her chin. Do you hear yourself? You’re threatening her in front of witnesses. Olivia crossed her arms. Jonathan, you disgust me. We will not let you destroy Amanda’s legacy. Amanda turned and raised her voice. Cynthia, call the police.

Cynthia didn’t hesitate. Within minutes, sirens wailed outside the mansion. Two black police vans pulled up and armed officers stormed the house. The lead officer, Inspector Aday, stepped into the hall. Mrs. Williams, Amanda pointed at Jonathan. That’s the man. He planned my death. He stole from my company. He betrayed me and my father’s name. Take him away. Jonathan laughed bitterly.

You think the police scare me? I’ll walk out of this tomorrow. I am Jonathan Uch. I The officers didn’t wait for him to finish. They grabbed his arms and pulled him toward the door. He struggled, shouting, “Amanda, you will regret this. Sandra will stand by me. You can’t take my life away.” As the doors slammed shut behind them, the house grew quiet again.

Amanda’s shoulders sagged. She pressed her hand against her chest and breathed deeply. Juliet ran to her and hugged her tight. “You are the strongest woman I know,” she whispered. “We thought we lost you.” Olivia took Amanda’s hand. “Thank God you are alive.” Jonathan showed his true self.

George, his voice still thick with grief, shook his head. “I cannot believe it, my friend, my brother. Reduced to this level of greed. Amanda, I pray for your strength. This battle is not over yet. Amanda looked at all of them. Her face a mixture of sadness and steel. It’s not just about me anymore.

This is about my father’s legacy. Jonathan wanted to erase Williams’s name from history. I will never let that happen. Dr. Nelson stepped closer. Amanda, you must prepare. He will fight. Men like him don’t give up easily. Amanda nodded slowly. Then let him fight. I am ready. But this time, he won’t be fighting me alone. He will be fighting the truth.

Outside, the sound of the police van faded into the distance. But inside Amanda’s chest, a storm still raged because she knew one thing. Jonathan was dangerous. And even behind prison walls, his shadow could still reach her. She turned to George, Juliet, Olivia, and Nelson. This is only the beginning. Her words hung heavy in the air.

And at that very moment, miles away, in the back of a speeding police van, Jonathan sat with his hands cuffed, his eyes burning like fire, he leaned forward and whispered, “This is not the end. Amanda, you will see me again.

” The metal doors of the Ecoy prison slammed shut behind Jonathan Uch with a thunder that seemed to echo deep inside his chest. His hands were cuffed, his face swollen from Amanda’s slap, and his once carefully ironed CFAN now looked like a rag. The corridors smelled of sweat, rust, and damp concrete. Two warders dragged him past rows of barred cells.

Inside, hardened men leaned against iron railings, their eyes following him with a mix of curiosity and menace. Some hissed, others whistled mockingly. So this is the famous Jonathan Uch. One prisoner jered the banker who turned thief. Another laughed. See as he day formed billionaire for outside now he go chop beans with us. Jonathan’s lips tightened.

Rage boiled inside him but he kept silent. He told himself this is temporary. Amanda thinks she has won. She doesn’t know who I am. I will walk free and when I do I’ll make her pay. The warders shoved him into a dimly lit cell with six other inmates. A thin mattress lay on the floor, stained and torn. Rats scured in the corner.