Chapter 830

In the interrogation room.

Gordon sat silently next to Jason, watching him become an impenetrable fortress of ice, shielding him from the brunt of the storm, his eyes shimmering with unshed tears.

He'd be crying if it weren't for the fact that he had a girl he fancied.

If it wasn't for her, he'd almost be falling for Jason!

Jason kept his cool on the surface, but inside, his heart was racing.

The whole situation reeked of something fishy. The cops seemed almost too eager to pin this on Gordon, as if they were afraid he'd make a miraculous comeback.

Drug possession, even as a buyer with a small amount, could land you in the slammer for at least six months!

A conviction, even a minor one, would be like a nuclear blast to Gordon's career as the chief secretary of the Abernathy Group. His future would be destroyed in an instant!

In another room.

Harry, the S-Star Group lackey who sold the drugs to Gordon, was in a private chat with Hogan.

"The S-Star Group strictly prohibits its members from dabbling in drugs, you know that. What you did has made Mark extremely angry," Hogan glowered at him.

The thought of Mark, who was as strict as they come and not one to shy away from brutality, turned Harry's face ashen, shaking so much that his chair squeaked in protest.

"Mark's given you two choices. One, you take the fall all by yourself. Tell the cops you pushed the drugs on Mr. Gordon. When he didn't bite, you got pissed and slipped it into his suit pocket. From start to finish, it's all on you, nothing to do with Mr. Gordon."

Harry's eyes reddened with anger, but he was too scared to speak out.

They had even crafted his confession for him. Those S-Star Group lawyers were no joke!

"If you don't agree, well, whether you make it out of jail alive is another matter. And then there's your elderly mother, and your brother back home still single. If you play ball, Mark will look after your family. If you don't, he'll make sure you're all reunited down below."

Upon hearing this, Harry's world spun, and he nodded furiously,

"I'll take the fall! I confess! Please ask Mark not to harm my mom and brother! I'll take whatever blame there is!"

Satisfied, Hogan nodded and then asked coldly, "Mark also wants to know if you were set up to frame Mr. Gordon. Who's the puppet master behind you? If you confess, I'll do my best to get your sentence reduced."

"Truly there was no one," Harry rushed to confess, "The guy came to my joint for three days straight, didn't partake in anything, just snooped around. I suspected he wanted to score, so I approached him. He was cautious at first, kept asking about the stuff. I watched him for a while before I made the deal. No one told me to do it. It's just, why on earth did the cops come busting in on the day of the deal? Talk about bad luck!"

Hogan frowned, "The stuff? Is that slang for the drugs?"

Harry clung to his hand like a lifeline, pleading desperately, "Please, explain it to Mark for me! I-I did use it to make a little extra on the side, but it's medicine! It's not drugs!"

cops handling the case

half an hour, Harry had completely overturned his previous statements, insisting that it had

something to make him take all the blame. Since the police couldn't obtain the nightclub's surveillance footage from that night and the witness testimony was compromised, Gordon was successfully released on bail. However, for the next month, he couldn't

Gordon stepped out of the interrogation room with an unchanged expression, but his legs

his hide once

toll! He deserved a

door of the station, while

reporters to

no one.

scratched his head, "No crowd? I

without charge, so no need to bribe the press to come for a free whitewash," Thaddeus said, his gaze sharp

vultures," Jason cursed, unable to

to work overtime tonight to pull the hot searches

eyes were calm as he continued, "First thing tomorrow, the Abernathy Group's legal department will issue a

in guilt, "Mr. Thaddeus, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I didn't get the goods, and nearly got myself locked

softened and his voice deepened, "Let's talk when we get

three men looked up to see two sleek black

lead car's window rolled

"Thaddeus!"

was taken aback,

lowered, and Lionel's roguish face appeared, greeting

too tired, care to drop by

it was the

Lionel to S-Star Group as

on unraveling the whole mess, sleep was the last thing on their

to an unassuming but

in a code and they stepped into an interior that took

and the air buzzed

high-rollers, men and women flirting openly, draped over each other

and Thaddeus appeared unfazed by the spectacle, but Jason

"Sir, this joint must've set you back a

credit. This is all Mr. Mark Griffith's doing. Eventually, it'll all belong to his darling daughter, Aviana," Lionel said, his

we owe you big time

visibly moved, "I am in your debt. I'll make it up

just following orders from the missus. Besides, Harry's one of our S-Star Group, and as a leader, it's my job to clean up this mess. If you want to repay anyone, make it up

retreated to Lionel's plush office, a quiet sanctuary compared to

secretary relayed Harry's message without missing a

exchanged puzzled looks. Gordon's eyes lit up, "Yeah, yeah, that guy in the alley,

say it gives a high like the heavy stuff, but you can pass a drug test while on it. It's all the rage in the Elmsworth underground

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