My Roommate Framed Me for Crashing Car—It’s Owner Was My Brother Chapter 07
The moment Ethan heard half a million dollars, his
carefully polished mask shattered.
The calm, reasonable guy he liked to pretend he
was disappeared.
That kind of debt could ruin his family. There was
no way he would willingly take it on.
He denied the baby was his, then raised his hand
and slapped Madison hard across the face in front
of everyone.
Smack.
Blood appeared at the corner of Madison’s mouth
as her head snapped sideways.
“Bullshit! Who knows which random guy knocked
you up?”
Ethan practically spat the words, his face twisted with rage.
“You shameless slut. You stole a bike, caused this whole disaster, and now you’re trying to use some bastard baby to blackmail me? I’m not claiming it!”
Madison cupped her swollen cheek, something
feral flashing across her face.
Cornered and crazed, she launched herself at
Ethan and knocked him down.
They grappled in the dust.
Madison raked her long nails across Ethan’s face,
leaving several bloody scratches.
Ethan shouted in pain and punched her in the
stomach. They yanked each other’s hair, clawed,
bit, and rolled wildly across the ground.
All that “true love” they’d bragged about turned
into an ugly spectacle the second money and
consequences entered the picture.
I stepped back, took a cup of hot coffee from one
of the security guards, and sipped it slowly.
Meanwhile, the elite legal team Grant had brought
was already organizing the evidence at the scene.
They set up a portable printer and produced two thick damage assessments and formal demand letters on the spot.
The lead attorney adjusted his gold–rimmed
glasses and walked toward the two people still
fighting.
Two security guards stepped in and forcibly pulled
them apart.
The attorney slapped the paperwork against their
dirt–streaked faces, his voice flat and clinical.
“Ms. Blake. Mr. Carter.”
“Based on the damage to Mr. Whitmore’s property and the video evidence, you are jointly liable for $500,000 in repair costs.”
“You have three days to pay in full. Otherwise, we will file suit and seek enforcement through liens,
wage garnishment, and seizure of assets.”
Each sentence closed off another escape route.
The other cycling–club members stood nearby, sweating through their jerseys.
Ryan was terrified he’d be treated as part of the
scheme and end up facing massive liability
himself.
Panicked, he pushed his way forward and held out
his phone.
“Grace! I’ll testify!”
“I have screenshots from the group chat, plus the payment Ethan sent me and the voice messages where he paid me to get everyone to freeze you
out!”
“They manipulated us. We had nothing to do with their actual plan!”
The other riders followed his lead, practically tripping over one another to reveal every shady thing Ethan and Madison had done to me.
The second the dam broke, everyone piled on.
Their own evidence nailed Ethan and Madison to the fraud and framing scheme.
With nowhere left to turn, Madison crawled to my feet.
She clung to my uninjured leg, sobbing so hard
she could barely breathe, and knocked her
forehead against the gravel until it bled.
“Grace, I was wrong. I know I was wrong!”
“We lived together for two years. Please, just
forgive me this once!”
“I could work my whole life and never pay this
back. Please, Grace. I’m begging you. Don’t ruin my life!”