The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 159

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."

the crowd. "Who is

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

This room is filled with

sit tight and see how this plays

crowd murmured in

have the evidence

voice

ed"

stepped forward and handed a thick

stamped across it, hesitation flickered across their faces. It suddenly felt as if

open it, as

though unfamiliar with Cleaveland, quickly grasped his significance just by observing Arion's deferential stance. His fists clenched

not the time to lose composure or look like someone out of his depth. Yet, the weight of his

weak.

his expression grave. “Miss Holland is not a suspect. She is a top-tier restoration specialist and

commanding. “I don't know who is behind this deliberate attempt

be held accountable."

head of the cultural relic department finished speaking, a stunned silence fell over the room. Even

enigmatic expert in cultural relic appraisal and repair. The master appraiser's keen eyes could

same individual had even collaborated with law

a high-profile

what set this person

artistry so rare, it

Edna had spent years speculating

the bridge of their nose, exuding meticulous precision in every movement.

even in her wildest imaginings-had she expected the expert

woman.

too, were left

them,

move

time, Corrine had completely flipped the

the broadcast ended, the buzz persisted, with

up

online forums.

the unforeseen continued to

engaged in heated discussions, the website suddenly

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