The Real Heiress Rules the World

Chapter 403 Nothing Says Hello Like a Gun

Lucas caught onto the key point immediately. “Who’s in charge of the investigation?”

“The Interpol Special Task Force; the team leader’s name is Charlie,” Jaime said in a low voice. “The guy’s got deep connections–rumor has it he’s tied to several of Mirevia’s most powerful families.”

Sloane’s fingers clenched so tightly that her teacup spilled over. Jessica… Charlie… this can’t be a coincidence.

“What’s the Oliver family’s situation now?” Lucas asked, his tone grave.

“Mr. Jeffrey is holding things down at headquarters, but he’s getting old,” Jaime said with a frown. “Though I did hear the second son, Shawn, arranged to meet a few investors tonight at a cafe.”

Lucas and Sloane exchanged a look and instantly reached an unspoken agreement.

Lucas turned back to Jaime. “Thanks for the help today; dinner’s on me next time.”

Jaime wasn’t so easily dismissed. Leaning back, he arched a brow. “You two planning to ditch me and go see Shawn on your own?”

family’s a mess right now. I

table hard enough to make nearby guests turn and stare. Lowering his voice, he ground out, “Back at Dombovia University, how

help but laugh softly. Lucas rubbed the bridge of his nose, exasperated. “Fine. But this really

pulled out his phone. “Shawn’s meeting the investors at Tranquil House tonight. I know the place well. But…” His expression darkened. “Word is, someone’s been targeting the Oliver

“What time’s the

watch. “We’ve got an hour. But we should scout the

left. The streets of Chinatown were glowing with

surface yet hiding

quiet alley, an exclusive members–only café. Jaime flashed his

third–floor suite-‘Serene Pavilion,“” Jaime murmured. “Let’s wait on the

into a private room when Sloane suddenly pressed a hand over Lucas’s. “Something’s

Jaime to stay put, then took Sloane by the hand and pretended they were heading to the restroom.

glance; Lucas kicked open the door to Serene Pavilion. Inside, a young man in gold–rimmed glasses was being pinned to

grabbed a porcelain vase by the door and hurled