The Jilted Heiress' Return to the High Life - Chapter 207

Chapter 207:

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“Unable to share that information?” Arion watched anxiously from the sidelines, bewildered by Wilbur’s persistent stubbornness at such a crucial moment.

He jabbed an elbow into Wilbur’s ribs, shooting him a meaningful glare before turning to Corrine with forced warmth.

“Of course we can share that. We’re family here—no need for such formality.”

Finally, Wilbur muttered reluctantly, “Leah Burgess.”

The name only deepened Corrine’s smile, enhancing her natural allure to an almost mesmerizing degree.

“Ah, so it was her.”

Meanwhile, across the station, Leah stepped out of the office after finishing the paperwork. Her gaze drifted toward the interrogation room where Corrine had been held.

The door stood wide open.

Her brows furrowed.

“Where is the detainee?”

The female officer could only shake her head in uncertainty.

When Jack Walsh, the officer who had interrogated Corrine, passed by, the female officer sought clarification.

“Jack, what happened to the person in custody?” Jack sighed heavily.

“Best not to mention it. Wilbur’s really stepped in it this time.”

Noticing Leah’s presence, he swallowed his next words and offered a pat on his colleague’s shoulder.

“The chief’s giving Wilbur an earful in his office. Any business with him should wait until tomorrow.”

After Jack’s departure, the female officer turned to Leah.

“Miss Burgess, let me show you out.”

“Thank you,” Leah responded with distracted politeness.

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“By the way, what’s the typical sentence for illegal transactions of this nature?”

The officer maintained professional distance in her reply.

“This case extends beyond simple illegal transactions. It requires a more thorough investigation.”

Something in the response triggered Leah’s suspicion.

Rather than leaving, she retreated to her car to observe.

Shortly after, several vehicles pulled up to the station, unloading their passengers. From her vantage point, Leah observed their movements thoughtfully, a calculating smile tugging at her lips.

Given that Corrine’s situation had already caused such a stir, Leah figured she might as well amplify the effects.

In Arion’s office, Wilbur was adamant that Corrine should be detained, suspecting her involvement.

Arion found himself in a difficult position. Facing him was his imposing brother-in-law, and on his side, a reliable colleague. He had no choice but to place his trust in Corrine.

Thankfully, Corrine came through. She presented a recording from her phone, which featured Donnell’s declaration of being kidnapped and his captors’ demand for ransom.

“Really, you went on a rescue?” Wilbur found it hard to believe.

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