Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 535

At the end of the press conference, officials arrived with official documents for an investigation.

Ferdinand stood up calmly and managed a faint, resigned smile. "I'll come with you," he said.

At the same time, Fred from the Wentworth family was also taken in for questioning.

Ferdinand had long since transferred his shares in the Wentworth Group to Fred's name. These days, he was the CEO in name only, with no real power. Plus, he had ample evidence proving he hadn't been involved in the Northern Suburbs land deals. At the station, he cooperated fully, and before long, he cleared his name.

Gifford was waiting to pick him up.

As Ferdinand stepped out of the police station, he looked up at the sunset, the fading light casting a shadow across his somber eyes. "Where's Bryn now?"

"Ms. Kensington is still on business in Elderview," Gifford replied.

Ferdinand let out a tired sigh. "Take me back to the old town first."

"Yes, sir."

Fred faced multiple charges of financial crimes-serious ones, at that. The verdict was clear: he would spend the rest of his life behind bars.

The Wentworth Group took a massive hit. Stocks plummeted, and bankruptcy seemed inevitable.

Meanwhile, the Lockwood Group was exposed for tax evasion and years of illegal operations through their shipping routes. On top of that, Barrie himself was found to have been abusing imported stimulants—an illegal, amphetamine-like drug. Investigators discovered hidden cameras and a trove of compromising videos in his private study at his estate.

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