HIS REGRET (Ex-Husband wants Me Back) novel Chapter 525

Chapter 525

Several reporters exchanged glances.

“Since my name was dragged into the case involving Bret Frederick, I’ve been portrayed as the primary

offender,” he continued. “What you don’t know is that there was an illegal flow of funds that never entered my company.”

He glanced at the side. Arsen gave a signal.

On the large screen, a transaction chart appeared.

“The funds were transferred into accounts registered under third-party names,” Daven said. “Those accounts were controlled by Bret Frederick.”

He looked over at the people in front of him.

The same faces that had been watching him with suspicion, hostility, and judgment just moments ago were now shifting their attention-drawn to the evidence unfolding before their eyes.

“And to you, members of the prosecutor’s office,” Daven continued, his tone steady, “please review the evidence my team has just submitted. I trust there will be no further questions about the source of the funds that were allegedly diverted with my authorization.”

A faint murmur rose from the crowd.

“And I’m not presenting only reports that might still be disputed. I’ve brought something more.”

The screen shifted. The live feed now showed Cale Miller-standing beside a man who looked exhausted and pale, but still able to speak.

“I am presenting several key witnesses related to the accusations that have damaged my reputation.”

All eyes turned to the screen.

“Oscar.”

On the live broadcast, Oscar cleared his throat. “I was ordered by Bret to falsify reports,” he said. “I was told to mobilize people to protest at JiangShe, to help Mr. Bret Frederick approach certain clients. This was planned long ago. The proof is right there.”

The camera moved to display several critical pieces of evidence that had never been made public before.

The room erupted.

Shock rippled through the crowd. No one had expected Daven to possess evidence this decisive.

“Everything Mr. Daven did was not a violation,” Oscar continued. “On the contrary, it was Mr. Bret who pushed Callister Group into this situation-working with parties who wanted the company to collapse.”

The Chief Prosecutor stiffened.

“Second witness-Ronald,” Daven said.

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Another man stepped forward. “I was instructed to delete specific data and redirect the blame to Callister Group.”

Reporters began speaking over one another. Cameras shifted rapidly, trying to capture every angle.

“And finally,” Daven said, his voice growing firmer, “the involvement of someone named Harold.”

The name caused several reporters to fall silent.

“Harold is the mastermind behind all of this,” Daven continued. “He coordinated the legal pressure and the media narrative. Everything was organized under a single directive. With the evidence we’ve submitted today, I expect the prosecutor’s office to re-evaluate the process that has been carried out. Because public pressure without proper verification is a violation of the principles of justice.”

“That’s impossible!” the Chief Prosecutor protested.

“I suggest you review the written and digital evidence we have just submitted,” Daven replied calmly.

Then he faced forward again.

“I am not asking for sympathy,” he said. “I am asking for justice.”

Silence settled over the area for a few seconds.

Then the cameras erupted again. Shutters clicked rapidly, and new questions began to surface-this time with a different tone, more cautious, more restrained.

Richard leaned toward Daven and murmured, “That’s enough. You don’t need to say anything more.”

Daven gave a slight nod. He took a step back, moving away from the microphones.

Behind him, Arsen watched the screen with quiet satisfaction. Chris let out a long breath, relief finally easing the tension in his chest.

“What about Harold?” Daven asked before turning to leave.

“Cale and Detective Aaron are already on it,” Chris replied confidently. “I’m sure this is what Cale meant last night. If Harold made a move today, it was to keep you tied down here for as long as possible-while he worked on something else behind the scenes. But he won’t be able to go much further now.”

Daven nodded in understanding. “Finally… I can go back.” He turned toward Arsen, about to ask him to-

“Mr. Daven!”

One of the attorneys who had been accompanying his family came running toward them. He was clearly out of breath, bending forward as he struggled to steady himself.

“Mrs. Althea…” he managed between breaths.

The color drained from Daven’s face instantly.

“What happened to my wife?” His voice trembled.

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