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Using My Heirloom Crown? Enjoy Prison Instead Chapter 13
The bailiff tugged at Jeffrey, but Jeffrey pulled his arm free."Grandfather said there was a secret to this car. He told me that when I grew up, I could come and discover it myself. I want to know now—what was the secret?"I looked him straight in the eyes and said, "There was no secret. He just wanted you to grow up right. But you never did."The expression on Jeffrey's face went rigid as the bailiff led him away.People in the gallery gradually left, but Rosalie and Natalie remained seated in the front row, motionless. Rosalie's eyes were red and swollen.I walked over and addressed Rosalie, "Mrs. Chapman."She looked up at me, opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out."About the 8,000 dollars for renovations," I said, taking a bank card from my pocket. "Jeffrey's accounts have been frozen. It's going to take time to recover the money. But you don't need to wait.""What do you mean?""This is what my grandfather left me. He didn't want me spending it recklessly, so
Using My Heirloom Crown? Enjoy Prison Instead Chapter 12
"I left the last column, which asks for the donor's name, blank. I initially intended to fill in my own name. This has been my lifelong wish. But I don't have the right." Frank placed the pen on top of the agreement and slid it across the table toward me."Ms. Schmidt, I want to buy the car. I'll take it at an extra 50,000 dollars above the market price. That 50,000 is the interest on the 10,000 dollars from 30 years ago. But the donor's name must be your grandfather's."I looked at the blank column on the agreement and didn't answer right away. Instead, I asked, "Why didn't you come to me directly? Why go through Jeffrey?"Frank let out a sigh. "I didn't go through him. He was the one who found me. Six months ago, he posted about a Toyota Crown on a used car forum. I left a comment below, saying if the owner was willing to sell, I'd pay a high price for it. Then, he added me on my social media account."He told me he was the owner, and we agreed on 15,000 dollars for the car. So
Using My Heirloom Crown? Enjoy Prison Instead Chapter 11
"Why do you insist on getting that car?" Aunt Mindy asked with a trembling voice. "Why?"Jeffrey leaned against the wall with his eyes closed. "Because that person said that as long as I hand the car over to him, the 80,000 dollars I owe him will be written off."The other end of the line fell deathly silent for five seconds."8… 80,000?""There's three years' worth of interest on top of the principal, so I need to get that car. I'm not borrowing it. I'm taking it. The guy who's buying told me the market value for that car is at most a little over 15,000 dollars. But he only wants this one. He said he's been searching for it for three years."Jeffrey opened his eyes. "I didn't ask him why. All I know is that I give him the car, and my debt will be settled. But if I don't, Mom, you know those people aren't the police. They won't let me off so easily."A thud came from the other end of the phone as Aunt Mindy collapsed to the floor."So go to the hospital. Find Aunt Jodie. No matt
Using My Heirloom Crown? Enjoy Prison Instead Chapter 10
Jeffrey's exact words were "get my hands on it"—not borrow, not buy, but get. From that moment on, he had already made up his mind.Officer Grayson put the documents away. "This case is more complicated than we thought. Our colleagues in Economic Crimes are already pulling his bank records."Also, we found several encrypted folders on his phone. They were filled with your personal information—your address, license plate number, daily routines, and bank account details. He even saved the name of the hospital and the ward number where your mother was hospitalized."I said nothing."We'll handle this according to the law," Officer Grayson said. "But you should also be vigilant and watch out for your safety."He paused. "A person like him, when backed into a corner, is capable of anything."I nodded.By the time I left the bureau, it was nearly dark. My phone buzzed again. This time it wasn't a text, but a video call from my mom.I answered. "Mom."She studied the building behind
Using My Heirloom Crown? Enjoy Prison Instead Chapter 9
"Your mom isn't in the best of health, is she? When was the last time she was hospitalized?" Jeffrey asked.My fingers tightened around my phone.Aunt Mindy whipped around to stare at Jeffrey, as if seeing him for the first time. "Jeff, what are you saying? That's your Aunt Jodie you're talking about!""Mom, stay out of this," Jeffrey said, not even sparing Aunt Mindy a glance. "I'm talking to Christine."Officer Grayson set down his pen and stood up. "Jeffrey Coleman, every word you're saying is being recorded on this body cam."He pointed to the camera on his chest. "If what you just said constitutes a threat, then this is no longer just about illegal commercial transport."Jeffrey glanced at the camera, then back at me. "Fine. I'm done talking."He leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes. "Anyway, you won't be able to hold on to that car."…At 3:00 pm, the Traffic Control Bureau concluded its investigation. Jeffrey was transferred to the local police station for fur
Using My Heirloom Crown? Enjoy Prison Instead Chapter 8
"Jeffrey Coleman, you forged my mother's signature," I said.Officer Grayson stopped writing. "Forging another person's signature and creating a false authorization letter."He drew a hard line across his notes. "This changes the severity of the case."Jeffrey clenched his jaw."Is there anything else you're still keeping from us?" I asked. "Six months ago, you added the contacts of three used car dealers. Old Toyota Crowns, old Mercedes Benzes, and old Lexuses—you were asking about all kinds of cars from the '90s. But the one you cared about most was the Toyota Crown."You thought no one would know. But what you didn't know is that I knew all three of those dealers. Because the Toyota Crown you were asking about was mine. So this wasn't a spur-of-the-moment idea."My tone remained steady. "You didn't just wake up one day and decide to use the Toyota Crown as your bridal car. You've been plotting to get this car for half a year. The wedding was nothing but a cover. What you wan
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