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?

your parents aren't as powerless as you think," Alec chimed in from beside her. "Right now, the most important thing for you is to focus on your own stuff.

losing all its air. She wished she could be

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

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

leaned wearily on Colby's

night, their car cruised slowly through the city center. Sophie

work. She

catching up with her. Twenty years had passed, and

couple they once

just get some sleep. I'll

overtime at the Devonport factories. Destroying those substances would take at least ten days, meaning Odie wouldn't catch a break anytime

families were tightly knit now, and trouble for one meant trouble for all. Exhausted,

up to find herself

her. The

their age, Colby still insisted on these