The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 937:

Just then, Wilbur stepped forward and handed Robert a phone. “It’s for you.”

“Who is it?” Robert asked, his patience thinning.

Before Robert could react, Arion’s furious voice roared from the phone. “Are you looking for trouble? You dare to go after her? Are you out of your mind? No one is allowed to act on their own without my say-so!”

Robert’s hands felt clammy, and the weight of Arion’s authority pressed heavily on his shoulders. He said cautiously, “Mr. Hoffman, Mr. Stevens gave clear instructions…”

“I’m not out of the game yet! He doesn’t get to call the shots!” Arion barked.

When the call ended, Robert stood there stiffly. His arms hung at his sides, and he had no clue what move to make next.

nowhere, his phone buzzed. He froze for a second before fumbling it out of his pocket. Brannon’s name flashed on

straightened up

the suspect into custody?” Brannon

firm by the door, and Corrine, sprawled on the couch. He cupped his hand over the receiver and

“Robert, don’t forget who signs your paycheck! The evidence against Corrine Holland is rock solid—intentional assault, no question. Arrest her right now! If anyone tries to get in

Robert said without

colleague. Without wasting a second, he strode into the room and snapped the

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to intervene, but Corrine shot him a meaningful look. That was enough

handed over her belongings without a word, letting the officers escort her straight to an interrogation

later, Brannon strolled into the station, stretching and yawning as if he’d just crawled out of bed. He paused

room right now,”

to chance—she called Brannon directly. She demanded Corrine’s arrest and even pushed