Under the heiress facade

Chapter 255

Meanwhile, Eric drove back to the main house, the leaped out of the car and checked his phone, finding no signal connection.

“This is strange,” he muttered to himself.

“Why isn’t there any signal here? I always get reception in this spot. Is the transmitter acting up again?

He urgently needed to call Queenie to inform her that Hera had escaped. Just as he looked up, he noticed movement inside the house. Before he could react, a booming voice

echoed behind him.

“Freeze! Put your hands up! You’re surrounded!”

“Who the fuck are you?” Eric cursed.

Hebammed around to find himself surrounded by a group of special forces from the police department, each aiming a gun at him.

One wrong move and he could instantly be riddled with bullets

However, Eric was no stranger to this kind of situation. He was a regular at the police station, and his frequent visits had familiarized him with Stephen from the department, though the buzz–cut man beside him was now

a sly grin. He then pulled out a pack of cigarettes and offered

arm, swiftly flipped him over, and pinned him to the ground in a single fluid motion. Eric’s face was slammed into the ground

you hide her?” Stephen demanded sharply.

in pain but still

have no idea what you’re talking

Eric’s arm even harder.

Where is

groaned but was still

don’t know what you’re talking about! This is police brutality! Let me go,

forward and patted

about Eric’s threats, Stephen reassured him, “Don’t worry about him. This guy has a long rap

to the sky and urged, “Hurry up.

it hovered above them, the rotor blades swayed the surrounding

it was Amelia returning. But as the ladder descended,

and the other was a strikingly handsome man in a tailored

gulped, and his earlier hope dissipated as cold swear broke out on his forehead. These two looked like

Nathan and Stephen greeted

you found her?”