Swapping a Broken Heart for a New Start novel Chapter 521

Raymond Mitchell didn’t make it. He was caught by the police and taken away just like that.

That very afternoon, a neighbor from Raymond’s apartment building posted a video online to break the news.

“I saw it with my own eyes,” the guy said, sounding half triumphant, half exasperated. “Raymond Mitchell was hauled off by the cops this morning. No doubt about it—he’s going to jail this time!”

“Man, hats off to the Harrisburg PD! They don’t mess around—super efficient!”

“Serves him right! What a lowlife. Killed his own wife and kid, tried to trash Mr. Morris’s name… He deserves everything that’s coming to him!”

One person chimed in, “Wait, hold on. From what I know, he cheated, his wife technically took her own life, and it was The Smith Group who did most of the damage to Mr. Morris’s reputation. So what is Raymond Mitchell actually guilty of?”

The comment made the others pause.

“Yeah, maybe this isn’t as big a deal as we thought,” someone else mused. “Worst case, he gets a slap on the wrist, maybe a brief stint in county jail—if that.”

“Even if he does get sentenced, it probably won’t be for long.”

“Are you kidding me? He might get off easy after all this?”

“Anyone here know the law? Can someone explain?”

The thought of Raymond Mitchell walking free again soon made people furious all over again.

“Guys like him don’t deserve to breathe the same air as the rest of us.”

The internet was a warzone over this, but Camila Davis had long since logged off.

She hadn’t been home all night—her body ached with exhaustion.

After the housekeeper’s video went viral, Camila rushed back home to check on her boss.

As she walked in, she wasn’t surprised to find him in the backyard, hunched over his tablet, replaying the same viral video again and again.

His eyes were rimmed red. The color had drained from his face; he looked like he’d aged ten years overnight.

Mr. Morris sat in the garden, silent, watching the video on loop. He didn’t say a word, just stared. Camila hovered nearby, worried sick.

She was terrified he’d spiral into depression.

**[Official Statement: Due to allegations made by Raymond Mitchell against Mr. Morris, new evidence has come to light. We have confirmed that Raymond Mitchell used his position in several charities and children’s homes to commit heinous crimes, the details of which are too disturbing to disclose. He also abused his role as a visiting professor abroad, sexually assaulting female students and blackmailing them with his reputation—several victims took their own lives, for which he blamed academic stress. He repeatedly used legal loopholes to evade justice.**

**In addition, Raymond Mitchell was involved in corporate espionage, stealing numerous proprietary formulas from The Smith Group and passing them off as his own for profit. We have also found evidence of resume fraud and academic plagiarism. Raymond Mitchell has confessed to these crimes. The police will pursue all charges to the fullest extent of the law.]**

The internet exploded.

“Holy crap, I KNEW that creep had skeletons in his closet!”

“Heinous crimes at orphanages? Oh god, was he… did he hurt the kids?”

“That monster—how does someone like that even exist?”

“This is like a real-life case of ‘the devil walks among us.’”

“Wait, now that you mention it, I remember a reporter talking about something weird going on at a girls’ home a while back—said there was a connection to the local medical school. Was that all just groundwork to frame Mr. Morris?!”

“If so, that’s next-level evil. He did all these things and tried to pin them on Mr. Morris?”

“Mr. Morris has the worst luck in the world—to cross paths with a psycho like that!”