The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 149 So It Was Her

Wilbur straightened instinctively when called upon, his gaze meeting Jayden's as he cleared his throat. "Based on our current evidence, she stands as the prime suspect in

this case."

The cold laugh that escaped Jayden's throat sent a chill through the room, causing Arion's heart to sink with dread.noveldrama

Damn it. A cold laugh from Jayden was never a good sign.

He had given Wilbur this opportunity to prove himself, appreciating the man's raw

talent.

Instead, Wilbur was digging his own grave with every word.

Jayden fixed his penetrating gaze on Wilbur, his voice carrying the weight of authority. "Since leaving the military, you should understand that each jurisdiction operates under its own protocols. Detaining someone without concrete evidence carries serious implications-surely you grasp that severity?"

"We received a report and discovered evidence at the scene. Isn't that sufficient grounds?” Wilbur countered. His military career had ended just a year ago due to injury, leading him to his current role as team leader at the police station.

His straightforward approach and refusal to engage in workplace politics had earned him both admiration and isolation. Some called it stubborn; others deemed it single-

minded dedication.

These traits had led to numerous complaints and social ostracism.

Arion, recognizing Wilbur's potential, had steadfastly supported him, shouldering responsibility for his missteps.

But now, with Corrine involved, even Arion struggled to keep his own position secure. He could only watch and hope Wilbur would navigate this precarious situation.

"Where is your witness?" Jayden's voice cut through the tension. "What testimony supports these allegations?"

The confidence drained from Wilbur's face as reality struck him. "We're still in the interrogation phase. We haven't secured any testimony yet."

Jayden's dark eyes narrowed dangerously, a glacial glint reflecting his

displeasure. "No testimony, yet you proceeded with detention? Are you attempting to dispense justice at your own discretion?"

His casual observation landed like a physical blow, leaving Wilbur struggling for breath, his mouth moving soundlessly.

"I'm curious," Cortine interjected smoothly. "Who filed the report?"

Wilbur's frown deepened as he pressed his lips together, his reluctance evident. Corrine's smile remained unwavering. "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 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, offering only 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. "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 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 arrived at the station, disgorging their occupants.

From her vantage point, Leah watched their movements thoughtfully, a calculating smile playing across her features.

Since Corrine's situation had already created such significant waves, she might as well

amplify the ripples.