Under the heiress facade

Chapter 301

After bracing her classroom, Hera beaded to Pineview Hospital instead of meeting Christopher.

She stopped at a nearby fruit vendor to pick up a basket before continuing to the fifth floor of the inpatient department.

Nathan, clad in a hospital gown, sat up in surprise upon seeing Hera.

“Ms. Youngworth? What brings you here?”

“Just checking in. How’s that wound healing?” Hera replied, locking the door behind her and placing the fruit basket on the table.

Nathan lifted his shirt to reveal the bandaged side. “Nothing serious, just a scratch. Any updates on the investigation?

Hara pulled up a chair and settled in.

“There’s a mole in the department,” she said in a neutral tone.

fists clenched. “Is

her head. “I’m

wasn’t as severe as Stephen had made it out to be during their phone

a mole began to fester ever since the items

sustained a minor injury while

at Shuttle Ventures

the perfect opportunity, so Hera and Nathan

exaggerate the severity of his injury, claiming it rendered him incapable of handling his current case. This would prompt him to temporarily hand it off, revealing Amelia’s location in

swiftly apprehended Amelia and closed the case. The swiftness only solidified

threat wasn’t over with

were

went live, accompanied by a flurry of activity behind the scenes. However, her meticulously crafted plans crumbled spectacularly when Amelia exposed her, leading to Queenie’s swift return

unfolded in a shockingly short timeframe. From her arrest and interrogation to the desperate attempt at suicide by biting her tongue, Queenie’s demise at the hands of a sniper outside the police station all transpired in less than half a day,

leak within the department–someone had tipped them off, ensuring a

Queenie’s drastic move. Perhaps even she recognized its inefficiency. Suicide by self–mutilation wouldn’t guarantee a quick death. The police would rush her to the hospital before blood loss could claim her, potentially offering an opportunity to escape or even visit Zyler. Whatever her true intentions,

The department was riddled with moles,

Stephen, remained a question mark.