Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

Chapter 1789

Upon hearing the news, Fiona paused, taken aback.

They'd already found them?

It hadn't even been thirty minutes since she mentioned someone was selling drugs near the school gate. How on earth did her parents manage to track down the dealers so quickly? Fiona's curiosity was now in overdrive, her eyes lighting up with interest. "Uncle Jack..."

But before she could even finish her thought, Tricia cut in, already knowing what Fiona was itching to ask.

"Don't ask questions you don't need answers to. Just remember, no matter how big the issue is, your parents have got it covered. Your job is to head home and catch some sleep. You've got school tomorrow morning, and missing rest isn't an option."

Tricia's words were firm, shutting down Fiona's curiosity. But Fiona couldn't help being intrigued. She was dying to know how her parents managed to crack the case so fast.

Before long, the corner store owner and his thugs were nabbed by the police, and Fiona and Alec were ushered into a car, heading back to the Costello family home.

Throughout the ride, Fiona couldn't wrap her head around how quickly her parents identified the dealers. How did they pull it off?

her. "Right now, the most important thing for you is to focus on your own stuff. Uncle James hasn't said anything about

balloon losing all its air. She wished

dealers and seizing several factories. According to Isaac's prison confession, Devonport was his main supplier, funneling drugs through various channels. Luckily, they caught wind of

stockpiles held by these small-time dealers and shutting down the factories, they were likely to have

Sophie leaned wearily on Colby's shoulder. "I'm

slowly through the city center. Sophie was

She

Twenty years had passed, and they were no longer

they once

just get some sleep. I'll wake you when we're home,"

Destroying those substances would take

for one meant trouble for all. Exhausted, Sophie fell into a

to find herself in her bedroom. Colby must have carried

waking her. The thought

age, Colby still insisted