Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

Chapter 1503: Good work, Nathan.

"Cassandra, do not worry," said the lawyer across from her. "You won't be in here for long."

"For long?" Cassandra repeated. "What does that mean? Am I supposed to stay here tonight?"

"They will have 36 hours to detain you here, but after that, you'll be walking out," the lawyer reassured. "Even if they pursue this case, you'll be free on bail throughout the trial."

Cassandra couldn't help but let out a laugh. "Free on bail?"

SLAM!

Cassandra slammed her hand on the desk. "I am innocent. Don't tell me you don't believe that?"

"I do, but we have no choice, Miss Smith," the lawyer sighed heavily, extending

his understanding because he knew this wouldn't be easy for Cassandra. Counting the hours she had been here, his client's frustrations were very understandable.

"Please, just hang on," he encouraged. "Do not talk to them without my presence. Once you're ready, they can ask all the questions they want. Answer the ones you want. If I think one is tricky, I'll intervene."

Cassandra pressed her lips into a thin line. The lawyer before her was not her usual lawyer, but someone she was quite familiar with. After all, this man was one of her grandfather's supporters and had also handled Senator Smith's affairs.

"What... what did my grandfather say?" she asked. There was nothing she could ask about her situation anymore. It would only disappoint her. "Does he believe me, too?"

"Miss Smith, it's your grandfather who sent me in here to handle the case. However, because this news broke before reaching him, he has some matters to tend to."

Cassandra didn't answer, instead staring at the lawyer.

"Do not worry," the lawyer nodded reassuringly. "After these 36 hours from the time of your arrest, you will go home."

Still no answer.

of being in this small and suffocating room. However, even the

she knew it, two detectives were seated across from her, asking her

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In the other room...

fell open as she looked

her. But just as she was losing hope, an officer approached her. He took her to this room, only to make the most ridiculous request she had

many lives — children," the officer said, looking at Kiara sincerely. "You are Miss Smith's closest friend.

face. "If Miss Smith is truly innocent, then you should help us convince her to tell us the truth. Convince her to tell who was the true mastermind behind this operation. If you can convince her, her

do that. I'm sure of it," Kiara returned with certainty. "She's

people say, Miss Kiara," he replied. "But not all the people we

seat. "Cassandra is not that kind of person. She might not be perfect, but she would never

just as she reached for the knob, the officer placed

Kiara looked up at him sharply. "Don't tell

you're a good person and a good friend. However, please reconsider. If you change your mind, you may

he was handing her. However, she only

and ignored it, yanking the door open and

outside the station, she slowed down and gazed

right outside. Her hands slowly balled into tight fists until her trimmed nails nearly

do such a thing,' she

detectives included, were

It was nauseating.

heavy heart, looking at

she wiped them with her

hold on for a bit," she whispered. "This

intervening, filled her heart with helplessness. She could already imagine the worst her friend was going through. Yet, there was

could do at the moment was hope this would be over as soon