Chapter 469 Dock

"You're going to jail for this." Amy's voice wavered, her hands trembling as she clutched her phone. 

Tears welled in her eyes, blurring the image of William's battered body still playing on Ross's screen. 

She could barely process the extent of his suffering—the dark bruises covering his chest, the fresh wounds still oozing blood. 

How much pain had he endured? How long had he been at the mercy of Ross's men? The thought made her stomach churn.

But Ross only chuckled, completely unfazed.

"Highly unlikely." His voice was light, almost amused, as if she had just told him a bad joke. 

"You have no evidence. It's your word against mine." He leaned back casually, stretching his arms as though none of this concerned him in the slightest. 

"Besides, do you really think the police will take your side over mine?" His lips curled into a smirk. "Not gonna happen."