Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

Chapter 1539

In a foreign prison, the harsh beam of a flashlight kept swinging in front of Reece's eyes. It was the dead of night, and his once-white shirt was now smeared with dirt, making him look utterly disheveled. The blood on his forehead had dried, leaving a stark reminder of his

ordeal.

"Bring him out for more questioning," one officer ordered.

"He hasn't slept for a full day and night. What if something happens? He's a public figure, after all," another officer argued.

"We just need to follow orders. Bring him out," the first officer insisted, his voice devoid of empathy.

Reece listened silently to their conversation. He'd been stuck here for a day, his wounds untreated and starting to fester. Four hours ago, he noticed he had a fever, but that wasn't his biggest worry. What really concerned him was the trouble his capture could cause for Sophie back home, especially with the S Corporation at such a crucial point.

cell door, Reece gathered his strength, speaking as weakly as he could,

no plans to act. Their orders were clear: keep interrogating him through

goes wrong, we're in deep trouble," muttered one officer standing outside, unable to stand by

overseas, and if word got out about his mistreatment, there would surely be an uproar. The higher-ups would never own up to their

to

his conscience. Seeing their indecision, Reece dramatically slumped to

shaking him gently. "Hey, wake up!

Reece's eyes, denying him rest. It was torture for anyone, let alone someone who'd

him out of here. I'll speak to the boss,"

other kept watch over Reece. Outside, a fleet of

blackedes suddenly rolled up

everyone inside by surprise. The cars formed a tight perimeter around the station until an elderly man