The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 695

**Enhanced Translation:**

Jay's cool demeanor fell apart like a shattered mirror as he finished reading the document in his hands.

That morning, when he heard that Leo's condition was still touch-and-go, a secret thrill had surged through him. Finally, his chance was coming.

But just hours later, the news hit him like a ton of bricks: Leo's car accident was linked to his brother, and the evidence was solid as a rock.

Even though he hadn't done anything, everyone knew about the bad blood between him and Leo. Naturally, they'd all think he was the mastermind behind his brother's actions.

With the evidence and parking lot CCTV footage staring him in the face, any hope of turning things around vanished. It wasn’t just his brother in deep trouble; he might be looking at legal consequences himself.

"I was going to call the cops right away," Collins broke the silence, "but considering your tough situation, I decided to give your brother a chance to come clean. He should turn himself in. You know the drill—confess and things go easier."

Jay's fingers curled into a fist at those words. Thoughts raced through his mind before he bit his lip, looked Collins dead in the eye, and said firmly, "No, my brother didn't do this."

The evidence might be thorough, but it didn't directly tie his brother to Leo's crash. The parking lot footage didn’t even show his brother’s face.

Without a clear visual and other concrete evidence, there was still a glimmer of hope for his brother.

Seeing Jay's outright denial, Collins’s face darkened. "Think it through, Jay. Turning yourself in is one thing, but having the cops come knocking is a whole different ballgame. Don’t throw this chance away."

After a moment to steady his trembling hands, he pulled out his phone and dialed Emerson’s number.

Despite his firm denial in front of Collins, he’d already made a decision deep down.

The phone rang and rang, but no one answered. Jay called again and again, still no answer.

Hanging up, Jay felt a wave of frustration. He then scrolled through his contacts to find his brother’s colleague and made another call.

It's late, and there’s always tomorrow to catch up on the rest of the story.