Revenge is best served cold

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.

ride, Fiona couldn't wrap her head around how quickly her parents identified

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. Uncle James hasn't said anything about leaving Beacon High, so your next

Alec's words, Fiona felt like a balloon losing all its air. She wished she could be out there,

seizing several factories. According to Isaac's prison confession, Devonport was his main supplier, funneling drugs through various channels. Luckily, they caught wind of it early enough to stop a

by these small-time dealers and shutting down the factories, they

leaned wearily on Colby's

through the city center. Sophie was worn out from the past few days of relentless work. She had to admit, time was catching up with her. Twenty years

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

factories. Destroying those substances would take at least ten days, meaning Odie wouldn't catch a

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

to find herself in her bedroom. Colby must have carried her upstairs without waking her. The thought made her smile;