All Chapters of My Mate Has Two Wolves: Chapter 471 - Chapter 480

Third Person's POV"I will help you, Blake. Aren't you investigating the cause of Marc's death? I suspect Richard is deeply involved. Though I lack proof now, he's the prime suspect," Emily immediately shared what she knew with Blake.Blake stared at her for a long moment before coolly responding, "Yes, I am looking into my father's death, but I haven't found any evidence yet. If you discover anything, let me know.""This time, I've returned to assist you with the investigation. Also, regarding the leak of your company's secrets last time—it was me. I have evidence," Emily said, producing a USB drive and transaction documents from her bag."These individuals were hired by me. I transferred funds to them monthly. These are the transaction records. Richard instructed me to do this before he was imprisoned five years ago," she explained, her expression bleak and self-mocking."I trusted him so much, yet this is how he repays me," she muttered.

Third Person's POVHarley froze, turning to stare at the agent with a tense expression."Leo is Catherine's family. If you join Nebula, it pits you against Leo. You're refusing outright because you don't want to hurt Catherine, right?" The agent wasn't foolish; he'd hit the nail on the head.Harley's face flickered with emotion. After taking a sip of wine, he remained silent.The agent sighed heavily. "Catherine is already Mrs. Chavez now. Why cling to her? Do you really think she'd give up that position to be with you? Stop living in a fantasy. It's pitiful.""Bang!" A glass cup smashed onto the floor before the agent. Harley's face was grim.He lunged forward, grabbing the agent's collar. "Don't speak nonsense!"The agent, pale with fear, noticed Harley standing on shards of glass—a careless step could lead to injury.Quickly apologizing, the agent said, "Alright, Harley, calm down! I'm wrong for bad-mouthing Catherine.

Third Person's POVCatherine suddenly felt the urge to use the restroom midway through the gala. She told Blake and headed in that direction.She sat in a stall and suddenly heard several women's footsteps outside the door.Then, a sharp female voice furiously threw her purse onto the marble countertop and said through gritted teeth, "I just saw that Catherine. She really has a thing for getting what she wants. She's so shameless, always greedy for more.""Keep it down. This is a public place. What if someone hears us..." another voice warned."So what if they hear? Did you see her putting on that fake display of affection with Blake? Who knows how many men she's thinking about behind that sweet act." The girl seemed deeply wronged, her tone full of spite.Catherine was stunned— she got criticism even when going to the restroom?It was ridiculous that someone would badmouth her like that."Harley and her grew up together.

Third Person's POVThe Chavez family's two little ones had started school, kicking off the daily routine of pickups and drop-offs once again.For everyone in the Chavez family, each day watching the children grow and change was incredibly precious.Emerson's health was showing signs of improvement, as if he had pulled back from the brink of death.The better Emerson's health became, the more at ease Blake felt.He could temporarily set aside his pursuit of Richard, hoping only that his grandfather could stay with them for a few more years—three, five, or even ten years, accompanying them all the way.Richard, on the other hand, was inexplicably restless. Emerson's robust health meant he wouldn't pass away in the near future.As long as Emerson was alive, Richard couldn resort to the despicable tactics from the past—Emerson's shares in the company were crucial, and he held absolute decision-making power, leaving Richard no

Third Person's POV"Him... who's he looking for? It can't be me, can it?" Fear began to spread from the depths of her heart — she knew Richard all too well; the man was a devil incarnate.Olivia sat there on the sofa, soulless and rigid, unable to move for a long time, as chills ran throughout her body.The terror of having a gun held to her head crept back like a shadow to engulf her once more.Back in the day, she had begged pitifully for mercy to secure a sliver of hope for survival. Now, had Richard finally come to "settle scores" with her?Overwhelmed with fear, Olivia suddenly wanted to call Sunny and tell her to inform Leo and seek police protection immediately.She fumbled for her phone and dialed Sunny's number in a panic.The first call went unanswered.Undeterred, she tried again. This time, the call was picked up, but the voice on the other end was icy, "Olivia? Someone wants to meet you.""Who are you?