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My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 1008
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Chapter 1008 Despair

Joseph's heart ached as he asked, “Dad... how could we cover this up?”

James' gaze spoke of the stress he had endured from being in an influential position for a long time. He said to his

son, “You have to find a way. Even hiding it for a second is precious time saved. Don't let me down, Joe. And take

good care of your mom and sister, all right?”

“Dad...” Joseph was choking up with tears.

James spoke as though he was sharing his last wishes before death. Joseph was devastated, yet there was nothing

he could do to change the situation.

He regretted his decision to follow Lucas into business instead of going into politics.

Perhaps I could've been more helpful to my father as a politician and not a businessman.

“Ashlyn and Lucas, you're both fine, intelligent people. Nobody knows what will happen to me next, so don't try

anything rash, okay?” James worried the couple would attempt something extreme and land themselves in a sticky

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situation instead.

His words caused Ashlyn's heart to burn with rage.

James was a good man and had been kind to her.

During his term as mayor, he contributed significantly to Lake City's economic development and safety and made

great progress in the city's urban planning.

Why would they criminalize someone as nice as him?

Ashlyn vowed, “Don't worry, James. We'll definitely save you.”

“Take care of yourself, Mr. Field. We'll do everything we can to prove your innocence.”

Lucas nodded somberly in agreement. He exuded a terrifying aura as he pondered the culprit responsible for

engineering the Field family's downfall.

Once I find out who this person is, I'll tear him into pieces!

James continued rattling off more work-related instructions to his subordinates, but alas, it was soon time to go.

The police chief's office plunged into austere silence after James was escorted away.

Everyone was dejected and had no idea what to say.

At the same time, Sienna rushed into the Fraser residence to meet Lochlan. She wore an elegant dress, though its

crumpled fabric gave away the fact that she had not changed in over a day.

She pleaded for help, “Mr. Lochlan, your family seems to be on good terms with the Haddock family. I'm coming to

you because I'm utterly out of options. Please, won't you help? Dixon shouldn't be wasting his life in prison. He's still

young...”

While Sienna had always feared Dixon, she found herself worrying over his wellbeing since he was incarcerated.

Her mind was filled with images of his miserable, agonizing state in prison.

Every recollection of that imagery worsened her heartache.

Eventually, she could only think of turning to the Frasers for help.

Lochlan himself had only learned of Dixon's imprisonment earlier that morning.

His relief far exceeded his shock at the news. He thanked his lucky stars that he had never involved himself with

Dixon's illegal affairs.

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Meanwhile, Kate rushed downstairs after hearing of Sienna's visit.

She gripped Sienna's hands and wailed agitatedly, “Dixon is the only person left of my older sister's bloodline. What

should we do? What if something happens to him? He doesn't even have any children... He's still so young and

unmarried. Ms. Oates, why didn't you stop him earlier? You're his elder, for goodness sake!”

The label “elder” suffocated Sienna.

She paled and struggled to catch her breath. When she was composed enough to muster a reply, she retorted,

“Dixon always flirts with the extreme. How could I stop him if he had already made up his mind?”

Lochlan chose this moment to cut into the women's conversation.

He appeared pained as he offered, “Mom, why don't I ask some friends in the police station to allow us some

visitation time? His capture is national, even global news. Too many people are watching his movements. Saving

him will be near impossible.”

“You're right, Lochlan. His crimes are too high-profile. Smuggling and so many deaths? The whole world is

scrutinizing him,” lamented Kate.

Her despair only grew the more she thought about it.

Tears streamed down her face, unbidden. Dixon had always had an odd temper, which made him overbearing and

emotionally unstable at times.