Snatched A Billionaire To Be My Husband by Shabi's pen

Chapter 382 Am I a Guilty Man?

“Mr. Hansen, we reviewed the surveillance footage and discovered that the car involved was actually a scrapped vehicle. The driver was attempting to leave New York on a high–speed train before we apprehended him,” Carter informed Byron of all the information gathered from the investigation.

“What’s the conclusion?”

The criminal was under their control, and Carter must have employed various means to extract the most truthful answers.

Byron wasn’t interested in the details of how the criminal was apprehended. He wanted a direct answer.

“The person who gave the order was Grace,” Carter replied.

“Grace? From the Moore family?” Byron exchanged a glance with Carter. Carter immediately knew what Byron had to ask

“Yes. She was from the Moore family. Furthermore, after investigating Grace’s accounts, we discovered that Sara recently made two substantial payments to Grace,” Carter explained, implying that Sara might be the mastermind behind the incident.

“Mrs. Sara Yoris had not learned her lesson after a few minor incidents. Maybe we should change the names of both Yoris‘ and Moore’s families, so they’ll remember it better in the future,” Byron said disapprovingly.

Byron didn’t want to continue dealing with them because their attempt on Cora’s life was akin to poking the hornet’s nest. It was absurd that they even wanted to harm Cora as if inviting trouble upon themselves.

Byron then asked, “Which family name should we change first?”

in New York, so

target one family first and wait until Sunda Group had settled before dealing with the

to hear. “I don’t think it’s a good idea to act

and his sharp

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speaking, “Mr. Hansen, it’s not that I find Mrs. Hansen’s situation unimportant, but

DNA test report handed to him by Carter,

Cora was busy

Cora’s delicate form, his mind was full of thoughts of the DNA report he had received from Carter earlier that day, leaving

different angle to resume her carving when

“Back already?” She asked.

“Mm” and took a

and

usually affectionate, but this

you,”

remarked, “That sounds a bit like what a guilty man would say,

her hand. “Do you

man wouldn’t admit it so openly,” Cora replied, moving

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could sense that something was

pattern in