Chapter 790

Back at the police station, Harry Young endured relentless interrogation for three consecutive days and nights. Glaring lights hung directly above his head, denying him any opportunity for sleep.

Despite the immense torment inflicted upon his mind and body, Harry withstood all the pressure. Whenever he was close to giving in, he would think of Shannon and his daughter, whom he never got to meet. He vowed to endure even if the sky were to collapse.

Suddenly, the door of the interrogation room swung open, and Ralph swaggered in with an indifferent expression, casually flexing his

muscles.

In front of suspects and criminals, Ralph was no longer the noble seventh young master of the Thompson family. He exuded such a fierce and intimidating vibe that even the toughest street thugs would

address him with respect.

“Hey, still hanging in there?” Ralph yawned, dragging a steel chair and seating himself across from Harry. “Leo, make Mr. Young a cup of

coffee to keep him awake. We’ve got a long night ahead of us.”

“Yes, Captain Thompson.”

Harry gritted his teeth, sneering. “Captain Thompson, aren’t you tired of interrogating me every day?”

at all. I’m young,

handle it.”

told you everything I should have over the

thousand times, my answer will

of Harry. “I’m tired of the old

pendant in the photo. Despite his efforts to maintain a poker face, he leaned forward involuntarily,

stared at him unwaveringly, tapping the table with his

without hesitation, but

his forehead.

it?” Ralph’s chuckle grew louder, tinged with mockery. “You even had it wrapped in silk and stored it in

fooling?”

my house! How dare you?” Harry’s eyes trembled.

tightly and strained against the handcuffs.

criminal, and I’m a cop. Isn’t it normal for me to search your

already?” Ralph leaned back, smiling lightly. “I’ve already investigated. This necklace used to belong to Shannon Quarry. For you to have

your house with such care, it seems

her is

gritted his

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