/Amber’s pov/
Oh, my gosh, I had a feeling this was going to be a smash hit! I couldn't keep a smile off my face, so I took my phone out of my pocket and clicked the send button on it. A tiny laugh escapes my lips just as I prepare to put on my poker face once more.
The fact that he was staring at me as if I had gone insane made it all the more amusing to me at the time. he wondered, a tinge of amusement in his voice. "And why would I do something like that?"
If you don't do it, I'm going to call the police and tell them everything that happened when we were kids. I'm not kidding.
" Please do believe me when I say that the time you'll spend in prison will be significantly longer than Mike's. "Apart from that, you'll be in a much worse section of the jail, where rapists and child abusers are confined," I said, shrugging my shoulders.
He couldn't keep the laughs under control. When you're a filthy little tramp like yourself, who are you expected to believe, anyway? I was kicked out of my house when I was sixteen years old. I'm a well-known and highly recognized specialist in my field. I have the financial wherewithal to engage the best lawyers in the country to dismantle your case, and you have provided no evidence to support your claims. 'Because this happened so many years ago, it's your word against mine," he said, drawing closer to me with a mumbled remark.
Once again, I hoped against hope that Jake was nearby as the acid in my throat rose in intensity.
"Actually, that's where you've gone completely off the rails. " "My word is as good as mine, too," I said, a grin on my face as I looked down at my phone to confirm. Once again, he stared at me as if I were completely and utterly ridiculous. When I mumbled "voice recorders," I found myself raising my brows in surprise. Today's smartphones are "intelligent devices," with "all kinds of technology in them," such as "cameras, music players, calculators, and so on." I chirped, my brows furrowed in concentration at the last one.
I was able to listen back to our conversation, which I had already recorded on my phone, by navigating through the menu. He caught my attention as I looked at him with a pleased smile on my face.
"Can you tell me who this child is?" "Do you have any knowledge of anything, or are you completely unaware?"
"I was able to lose it as a result of your help."
"Would you mind telling me why you beat me?"
"Would you mind explaining why you hit me?"
"You f**king earned it!" he shouts after the incident.
I lost my child because you smashed into me and knocked me to the ground. Mike did hit you back in the face to only because you punched me first.
"That little guy was always getting himself into trouble," he muttered.
I hit the record button to bring the session to a close. "Do you think you've had enough, or would you like to know more about what's going on?" I said.
Do you have a clear memory of what you said? What was it that you claimed you'd confessed to? "Abuse, attempted rape," I replied, my face contorted in a smug grin. The moment I reached for my phone, he stomped on it and threw it to the ground.
I was mortified. I had to fight the urge to chuckle uncontrollably when I read this. "Oh, Daddy, that phone was a complete waste of money. "Would you be able to tell me what the current pricing of a brand new iPhone is?" I asked. I queried, a tinge of cynicism in my voice.
In his excitement, it seemed like he'd won the lottery or something. "At this point, you don't have anything to show for yourself." The man grasped my wrist and pulled me even closer to him.
As I laughed, I nodded my head in accord with the sentiment. "You are completely correct in your assessment. My family, on the other hand, is adamant. I've just sent it to them via email. "If you don't take your filthy pervert hands off of me right now, that recording will be turned over to the authorities," I smugly answered.
"That recording is in the possession of at least five additional people," I explained further.
"You should dismiss the charges immediately and flee the city, never to be seen or heard from again!" If that doesn't happen, I'll make certain that all five tapes are turned over to law enforcement. If you just drop the charges and leave, I'll let it go.
This is something about which I am quite serious. "All I want for Mike is for him to be free," I expressed my desire to him.
I couldn't come up with anything else to do at the time. That there was no doubt about the recordings being kept on file forever, and I was prepared to press charges against him and put him away for ever if he came anywhere near us again. However, Mike would still face prison time if I did, and I couldn't take the chance of his being proven guilty and sentenced to prison for my protection at this time.
He was looking at me with a vengeance as he went over the situation with his analytical mind. His agitated demeanor indicated that he was well aware that he had no choice but to accept the situation. When it came to avoiding prosecution for attempted rape, child abuse, and a few other assault counts, he had no choice but to listen to what I was telling him.
"You're precisely like your f**king brother," he said as he grabbed my arm by the arm and shook it venomously.
I had a wry grin on my face at the time. "I'm going to take it as a compliment," "Jake is the most lovely brother anyone could ever have," I remarked.
He yelled “You little bitch."
My arm was yanked free from his clutches by a ripping pain. "Call them as soon as possible and tell them to dismiss the charges," I instructed, adding, "I want to meet with them after that to make sure everything is done properly. The plan appears to be working, oh my God! There was a lot of excitement about it.