Chapter 103: The Elder of Hamary
"Most politicians were already rotten," Damon continued. "Ronan didn’t even have to work that hard. A few bribes here, some favors there, and they were ready to protect him."
Charlotte’s brows furrowed. "So, no one dared to stand against him?"
Damon let out a bitter chuckle. "When one person makes a mistake, the others will usually gang up to take them down. But when everyone is guilty? Then the one who dares to expose them becomes the real enemy."
Charlotte’s heart clenched. No wonder Ronan had remained untouchable for so long. In a world where corruption was normal, anyone brave enough to call it out would be the first to be silenced.
No wonder Ronan had risen so high.
And no wonder so many people were too afraid to speak up.
"But why did they have to cause chaos in Northbridge?" Charlotte asked quietly. "Is it because ... of me?"
She didn’t want to believe the world revolved around her. That would be foolish. But deep down, she couldn’t shake the thought. After all, the rogue werewolves only started making trouble after she moved to Northbridge.
At first, she brushed it off as bad luck or coincidence. But now, knowing Julian and his father were behind it, she couldn’t help but wonder — was she the reason they targeted the town?
Damon gently squeezed her hands. "I don’t think it’s that simple," he said, his voice calm and steady. "Let’s not jump to conclusions yet, not until we see the full picture."
Charlotte let out a soft sigh, trying to push down the guilt rising in her chest. "Yeah ... you’re right. We’ll just have to investigate it properly."