The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

The Betrayed Heiress' Return to Elegance 145

Chapter 145 Disaster

The captain, Wilbur Duffy, tracked Matias' gaze, uncertainty flickering across his

weathered features.

The interrogation room door swung open with a soft creak, revealing an

interrogator who straightened his posture at the sight of his superior. "Mr. Duffy," he acknowledged

with deference.

Wilbur inclined his head toward the interrogation room, his chin movement deliberate.

"What's the situation in there?"

"We've apprehended a group following reports of illicit dealings," the interrogator elaborated. "The suspects are undergoing questioning as we speak."

"Illicit dealings?" Matias echoed, his quiet words carrying layers of unspoken meaning.

The interrogator shifted his gaze toward Wilbur, seeking silent permission before continuing. "There's been an organization trafficking in forged antiques and artwork for several years. The evidence recovered from these individuals suggests connections to an unresolved case from three years ago."

careful consideration. "Does something about this case

from his contemplation, Matias offered a

a significant case. It will likely require your personal oversight. Other matters demand my attention, so I'll take

with the near-certainty

room.

whether Nate knew about

resolved to return to the company immediately and inform Nate, knowing full well Wilbur's reputation for unwavering strictness and

the station's confines, interrogators

her wrists bound to the table

handcuffs.

brought a chill to the room. "Name, age, occupation!" he demanded, his voice

each query with

Were you involved in

save someone. No, and no." Corrine's replies cut through the air

demeanor ignited Wilbur's fury. His fist crashed against the table. "Young lady, you have a promising future ahead. Here's some wisdom-better safe than sorry! Otherwise, you might spend

identity of the informant remained a mystery,

make a

Wilbur's anger flared anew, his eyes blazing.