The Betrayed Heiress' Return to Elegance 159

Chapter 159 A Room Of Big

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The middle-aged man leading the group strode in confidently, his jacket slightly ruffled from the brisk walk. Several individuals followed close behind him, including Waldo.

Thanks to the swarm of sensationalist reporters, the situation had spiraled, drawing in people who had no business being involved.

"Excuse me, please," one of the newcomers said.

Matias hesitated for a split second before stepping aside to clear the way.

The group entered, and the man at the forefront spoke in a steady, authoritative voice. "I'm here to testify on her behalf."

Nate's sharp gaze darkened slightly as he assessed the man who had just walked in.

Then, his eyes flickered toward Corrine, and the faintest hint of amusement curled

at

the corner of his lips.

So that was why she had been so unshaken. She had been holding a trump card

all

along.

Standing to the side, Arion felt his pulse quicken as yet another powerhouse figure

entered the scene.

Had it not been for Corrine's unexpected entanglement in this case, he-an ordinary police chief-would never have witnessed such a gathering of influential people in his

lifetime.

Snapping out of his daze, Arion wiped the dampness from his palms and hurriedly stepped forward, forcing a polite smile. "Mr. Avila, what brings you here for something

so... minor?"

Cleaveland Avila let out a low chuckle. "This is no minor issue."

rippled through the crowd. "Who is that

Room Of Big

the way he's dressed, he's clearly not someone to

This room is filled with

tight and

crowd murmured in hushed

have

voice cut through

ed"

to Edna Scott, who stepped forward

flickered across their faces. It suddenly felt as if they were holding a

reporters exchanged uneasy glances, none daring to be the first to open it, as if the contents inside were classified secrets that could land them in

though unfamiliar with Cleaveland, quickly grasped his significance just by observing Arion's deferential

composure or look like someone out of his depth. Yet, the weight of his earlier

weak.

expression grave. “Miss Holland is not a suspect. She is

let the statement sink in before his tone turned sharper, more commanding. “I don't know who is behind this deliberate attempt

be held accountable."

silence fell over the room. Even Edna, who had been following behind,

relic appraisal and repair. The master appraiser's keen eyes

ago, this same individual had even collaborated

a high-profile

above all, what set this person apart was their unparalleled relic restoration

rare, it

of mystery, and Edna had

elder with silver hair, spectacles perched on the bridge of their nose, exuding meticulous precision

wildest imaginings-had she expected the expert to

woman.

were left utterly

had blindsided them,

was the strongest move to

time, Corrine had completely flipped

the buzz persisted, with heated debates

up

online forums.

unforeseen continued to

the online community engaged in heated discussions, the website suddenly

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