The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 939:

Before he could finish his sentence, Corrine’s hand flicked. She jerked her wrist, flinging the hot water from her paper cup straight into his face.

The scalding splash made Brannon howl in pain. His eyes squeezed shut, his whole face twisting up as he yelled.

The commotion echoed into the hallway. Officers outside grabbed the handle, trying to yank the door open, but it wouldn’t budge—locked from the inside.

They stood there for a second, trading confused glances, clearly unsure what to do next.

Just then, Wilbur walked up. His brow furrowed when he saw them loitering by the door. “What are you all standing around for?”

“Mr. Stevens said this suspect’s a high priority, so he wanted to handle the interrogation personally…”

him like a cold wave. He

second, he took a step back, raised his foot, and slammed

A wave of relief passed over him. Then, his

all right?” one

fury. “Do I look all right

quickly backed off. His eyes drifted to Brannon’s swollen, dripping face, and he

can take over the questioning,” Wilbur said, speaking up at just the

out a harsh breath, one hand still pressed against his throbbing eye. His jaw tightened. “If she wants to play tough, fine.

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pointed out, his

this station, I’m the

sliced through the air. “Mr. Stevens, don’t think you can