Chapter 8: The Fall of Jasper
Chapter 8: The Fall of Jasper
The trial didn't last long.
When you go up against a billionaire with unlimited resources, a paper trail of fraud, and a personal vendetta, you don't stand a chance.
Jasper’s high-priced lawyers dropped him the moment his retainers bounced. He was forced to use a public defender who looked like he hadn't slept in a decade.
In the courtroom, Jasper sat alone. His mother and sister weren't there; they were busy dealing with their own probation hearings.
I sat in the front row, flanked by my father and our legal team. I didn't say a word. I didn't have to. The forensic accountants painted a perfect picture of Jasper’s arrogance. He had used investor money—my father's money—to buy watches, lease the penthouse, and fund his mother’s lavish lifestyle.
When the judge brought the gavel down, sentencing him to three years in federal prison for wire fraud and embezzlement, Jasper looked back at me.
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His eyes were hollow, filled with a desperate, silent plea.
I simply blinked, turned my back on him, and walked out of the courtroom. The air outside smelled like rain and absolute freedom.
