The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 938:

The officer standing nearby noticed him freeze and spoke up. “Mr. Stevens, everything all right?”

Brannon snapped out of it, cleared his throat loudly, and said with a smug edge, “You’re not needed here. Get out.”

“But…” The officer hesitated, then added, “Sir, this isn’t exactly by the book.”

“You think I need a lesson from you on how to handle a suspect? Rules bend when they need to!” Brannon’s voice sharpened as he grabbed the officer’s collar and shoved him back. “This one’s not just any suspect. I’ll handle her myself. Now get out!”

“But—” the officer started, trying to speak up.

Brannon didn’t let him finish. “Why are you running your mouth so much? Arion’s not here. That makes me the boss!”

officer one last push and

officer stared at the closed door. He let out a slow sigh, already used to this kind of

but everyone knew it was his deep connections that kept him untouchable. He never missed a chance to throw his weight

a warning—he was stripped of his badge and kicked

as Brannon ever climbed higher up the ladder, everyone at the station knew their lives

Her fingers absentmindedly fiddled with the lock on her

soft click of the door locking reached her ears, making her brow crease ever

Then he glanced up at her with a sly, unpleasant smile. “You’ve got some real fight in you for someone so young. Did you know

𝖁𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖘𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖈𝖊: 𝖌𝖆𝖑𝖓𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖑𝖘⸱𝖈𝖔𝖒

me and more time figuring

papers onto the table with a loud