Chapter 112: Chapter 112

Seeing that Brandon‘s face was awfully dark, the prison guard did not dare to continue.

The truth was that he gave the recording pen to Savanna. Holding the recording pen, Savanna laughed, cried, and was devastated.

Barry Crowley felt terrible when he heard it. On the day Barry’s sister, Amy, got divorced, she also cried li ke Savanna, as if the world had shattered around her.

Barry seemed to see his sister in Savanna.

Barry did not dare to tell Brandon that after Savanna cried, her expression became terribly calm and reso lute. She did not listen to the content of the recording pen but just put it away.

Savanna seemed to be determined to die and did not want to give Brandon a chance.

Barry sympathized with Savanna, so he did not want to go against Savanna‘s will.

Brandon hoped that Savanna would change her mind after listening to the recording. If Jo made a move,

Savanna would not be found guilty of murder. As long as Brandon could free Savanna from the death pe nalty, there would be hope for everything.

Brandon did not expect that his hope would fall through.

Savanna was found guilty of murdering Winnie and Betty. After Savanna signed the confession, there were rumors everywhere that she cruelly k illed Winnie for love and even got Betty involved. In the end, Savanna also killed Betty.

For a time, Savanna became the most hated woman in New York.

All the social media platforms kept spreading the news, and Savanna became the target of public criticis m.

Brandon locked himself in the study for two days and two nights without eating or drinking anything Downstairs, Mandel cried more than once and cried longer and longer. Mary and Debbie anxiously comf orted him, but no matter what they tried, they couldn‘t stop Mandel from crying.

Giselle took the child from Mary‘s arms. The child was crying and covered in sweat. She took Mandel to the study and slammed the door desperately.

However, there was still no response from the man inside.

Giselle was depressed. She patted her grandson‘s back helplessly. “Mandel, don‘t cry. Your mom will co me back.”

Brandon did not open the door, and Giselle did not know what to do about it. She carried the child downs tairs and said to Mary, “Go get a doctor.”

Mary called the doctor in a hurry.

After a while, the doctor came and checked on Mandel. Seeing that the baby was crying so hard that he was about to be out of breath, the doctor spoke to Giselle.

“Mrs. Cassel, I can only sedate him. If he continues crying like this, there will be a big problem.”

“Alright.”

Giselle was a sensible person.

Although tranquilizers could hurt a child, it was better than letting Mandel cry endlessly like this.

If Mandel continued to cry, there might be a big problem with his body.

After the injection, Mandel rolled his eyes, and the noisy hall suddenly fell silent.

Giselle was relieved and wiped the sweat on her forehead. She motioned to Mary to carry the child upstairs and put him in bed. Mary left with Mandel in her arms.

Giselle asked Debbie to bring the key to the study. As the door opened, a strong smell of smoke sprayed

into her face and made her choke. Giselle coughed several times before she got better.

Giselle rushed to the window and pulled open the heavy curtains. Sunlight immediately came in, driving away the darkness in the room.

Giselle turned back and looked at the tired man in the chair. It broke her heart.

This was her son after all.

Giselle could not just let Brandon be.

She glanced at the cigarette butts that filled the glass ashtray.

Giselle‘s eyes turned red. “Brandon, you can‘t be like this. Mandel needs you now. He already doesn‘t ha ve a mother.”

Brandon looked down and avoided Giselle‘s gaze. He took a cigarette from the pack and put it in his mouth. He turned on the li ghter with a puff. The blue flame jumped between his dashing eyebrows. Brandon looked upset. He see med to refuse to speak with Giselle.

Giselle was so angry that she rushed over and took out a cigarette from Giselle‘s mouth and threw it on t he ground.

Brandon did not move or speak. After a while, he took out another cigarette from the pack Giselle took the cigarette o ut of his mouth and threw it on the ground again. Brandon did not give up after repeating it several times. Gise lle could not help but snap first, “Why are you acting so crazy? Since you care so much about her, why wait until things become irredeemable before acting like this?”

Brandon still ignored Giselle. He took out another cigarette and put it in his mouth. This time, Giselle did not stop him. Instead, she looked at Brandon elegantly blowing smoke.

Seeing that Brandon was ignoring her, Giselle could no longer hold it in. She grabbed his collar and shouted.

“People all say that you, Brandon Cassel, can do anything. You can change the dynamics of New York. Why don‘t you show it once to me as you did years ago?”

As Giselle spoke, she couldn‘t help but cry.

She sobbed and said, “That year, your father left with that home wrecker. How difficult it was for us to surv in–law back if you have the guts. Otherwise, I will kill myself.”

Then Giselle was about to hit the wall.

Giselle didn‘t really want to hit herself against the wall. She hadn‘t lived enough. She acted this way just to Giselle saw out of the corner of her eye that Brandon was sitting still.

When she was about to crash into the wall, Giselle stopped in time.

Brandon‘s thin lips curved into a cold smile as he watched his mother‘s performance.

Giselle turned her face and met her son‘s mocking eyes. She was immediately embarrassed.

“Do you really want your mother to die?”

This time, Brandon was no longer silent. His thin lips moved. “How do you think we should save someone who truly wants to die?”

Brandon was not that powerful to change anything he wanted.

Giselle also knew about the seriousness of the matter. Savanna had signed the confession herself.

It was different from being framed. How could a verdict be reversed now that the suspect had confessed?

Giselle yelled at Brandon, “It‘s all your fault for hurting her feelings. I‘m afraid she has long been dishearte Brandon didn‘t refute because Giselle had a point.

Thinking about how David framed Savanna, Giselle felt sorry for her and said, “Is there any shred of huma Brandon stared at Giselle. He smiled and said, “If Savanna is dead, there is no need for Mandel to live.”

Brandon would disappear with their son.

Brandon calmly said the words, took his coat, and put it on. He buttoned his suit as he walked outside.

A gust of cold wind came from the outside. The wind was piecing to Giselle‘s bones. She gritted her teeth and had a chill.