Oops! My Escort Is A Mafia Don - Chapter 53: Chapter 53
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After leaving the hospital, Olivia took a cab out to the prison. She topped up 1,000 dollars to Frank's account to help him live a bit more comfortably inside.
Frank's situation in prison was far from easy. Many people resented the wealthy. Seeing a once-prominent businessman fall from grace, some pitied him, but many more took pleasure in his downfall.
Some even went out of their way to kick him, as if it would somehow elevate their own sense of worth.
In his first month behind bars, Frank lost over twenty pounds. The man who had once exuded confidence had become timid and withdrawn.
Back then, Olivia had nothing, so he got no means to help Frank. It wasn't until she married into the Wilson family, and the private creditors stopped harassing her day and night, that she could begin giving Frank some money each month.
Olivia thought as long as she held a little value, Frank at least wouldn't be completely at the mercy of the wolves in there.
After topping up his account, Olivia applied for visitation. It was a quiet day with only a few visitors, so she soon waited for her turn.
Separated by a thick pane of glass, they sat in silence, staring at each other.
Frank's eyes were hollow, devoid of life, like he had long since abandoned hope. He looked more like a ghost than a man.
Olivia's voice wavered as she said, "Uncle Frank, please take care of yourself. I'll find a way to get your sentence reduced."
Frank forced a smile. "Don't worry about me. Just take care of your grandfather and the others. My life is over."
He knew all too well that sentence reduction was nearly impossible unless the debt to the banks was paid off in full. But that was a pipe dream.
He owed tens of billions of dollars. Repayment was out of the question. And even if, by some miracle, the money was paid back, that wouldn't be enough to secure his freedom.
Frank was the legal representative of the company. When the scandal hit, those shareholders, who fabricated financial reports, colluded with corrupt officials, lied to banks, scammed investors and business partners, and then fled overseas with massive amounts of cash.
All the blame and charges fell squarely on Frank's shoulders.
Olivia was quiet for a long while before finally saying, "Don't give up. As long as you're still alive, there's still hope. Everyone's waiting for you to come home.
"Grandpa and the others were once locked up and humiliated too, but now they're free again, and they've rebuilt the company. Trust me, things can get better."
Frank buried his face in his hands and began to cry. If not for the fear that his death would completely shatter what little hope his family still clung to, he would've ended his life long ago.
He knew he was beyond saving, but maybe his family wasn't. That thought was the only thing keeping him alive.
When Olivia stepped out of the prison, she looked up at the bright blue sky and felt like she couldn't breathe. The weight on her chest was suffocating. She couldn't see her future.
Olivia thought, 'That saying is right—when you can't see the future, it's usually because you've already seen what the future holds.'
Even with the full backing of the Wilson family, the richest family in Hillbron, there was no way they could wipe clean the mountain of debt the Kaur family had.
Their company had originally been valued at around 30 billion dollars. But corrupt shareholders, abusing their positions, had inflated its market value nearly tenfold by fabricating financial reports and colluding with shady departments.
Then they used the phony numbers to secure massive loans and funnel money out before vanishing overseas. They hadn't just destroyed the Kaur family but also dragged down dozens of other companies and countless individuals with them.
In the immediate aftermath of the scandal, ten separate cases of debt-related livestreamed suicides and rooftop protests happened every day. The social impact had been catastrophic.
Everyone knew the Kaurs were victims too, but that didn't matter. Frank, as the legal head of the company, was punished severely. The ones who didn't flee also became convenient scapegoats for the public's fury.
Still, even with her eyes wide open to a future filled with despair, Olivia had no other path. She could only keep walking one brutal step at a time.
Frank's situation in prison was far from easy. Many people resented the wealthy. Seeing a once-prominent businessman fall from grace, some pitied him, but many more took pleasure in his downfall.
Some even went out of their way to kick him, as if it would somehow elevate their own sense of worth.
In his first month behind bars, Frank lost over twenty pounds. The man who had once exuded confidence had become timid and withdrawn.
Back then, Olivia had nothing, so he got no means to help Frank. It wasn't until she married into the Wilson family, and the private creditors stopped harassing her day and night, that she could begin giving Frank some money each month.
Olivia thought as long as she held a little value, Frank at least wouldn't be completely at the mercy of the wolves in there.
After topping up his account, Olivia applied for visitation. It was a quiet day with only a few visitors, so she soon waited for her turn.
Separated by a thick pane of glass, they sat in silence, staring at each other.
Frank's eyes were hollow, devoid of life, like he had long since abandoned hope. He looked more like a ghost than a man.
Olivia's voice wavered as she said, "Uncle Frank, please take care of yourself. I'll find a way to get your sentence reduced."
Frank forced a smile. "Don't worry about me. Just take care of your grandfather and the others. My life is over."
He knew all too well that sentence reduction was nearly impossible unless the debt to the banks was paid off in full. But that was a pipe dream.
He owed tens of billions of dollars. Repayment was out of the question. And even if, by some miracle, the money was paid back, that wouldn't be enough to secure his freedom.
Frank was the legal representative of the company. When the scandal hit, those shareholders, who fabricated financial reports, colluded with corrupt officials, lied to banks, scammed investors and business partners, and then fled overseas with massive amounts of cash.
All the blame and charges fell squarely on Frank's shoulders.
Olivia was quiet for a long while before finally saying, "Don't give up. As long as you're still alive, there's still hope. Everyone's waiting for you to come home.
"Grandpa and the others were once locked up and humiliated too, but now they're free again, and they've rebuilt the company. Trust me, things can get better."
Frank buried his face in his hands and began to cry. If not for the fear that his death would completely shatter what little hope his family still clung to, he would've ended his life long ago.
He knew he was beyond saving, but maybe his family wasn't. That thought was the only thing keeping him alive.
When Olivia stepped out of the prison, she looked up at the bright blue sky and felt like she couldn't breathe. The weight on her chest was suffocating. She couldn't see her future.
Olivia thought, 'That saying is right—when you can't see the future, it's usually because you've already seen what the future holds.'
Even with the full backing of the Wilson family, the richest family in Hillbron, there was no way they could wipe clean the mountain of debt the Kaur family had.
Their company had originally been valued at around 30 billion dollars. But corrupt shareholders, abusing their positions, had inflated its market value nearly tenfold by fabricating financial reports and colluding with shady departments.
Then they used the phony numbers to secure massive loans and funnel money out before vanishing overseas. They hadn't just destroyed the Kaur family but also dragged down dozens of other companies and countless individuals with them.
In the immediate aftermath of the scandal, ten separate cases of debt-related livestreamed suicides and rooftop protests happened every day. The social impact had been catastrophic.
Everyone knew the Kaurs were victims too, but that didn't matter. Frank, as the legal head of the company, was punished severely. The ones who didn't flee also became convenient scapegoats for the public's fury.
Still, even with her eyes wide open to a future filled with despair, Olivia had no other path. She could only keep walking one brutal step at a time.
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