บททั้งหมดของ The Heiress' Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call: บทที่ 1581 - บทที่ 1590

When Aria approached the officers, she smiled and politely said, "Sorry for the trouble."The way she stretched out her hands, willingly and without hesitation, unsettled the officers. She was too relaxed—far too composed for someone about to be arrested. It didn't sit right.Still, protocol was protocol. They exchanged uncertain glances, unsure whether to report this odd behavior to their superiors. In the end, they clicked the cuffs around her wrists.Aria didn't flinch. Her expression remained serene, as if the handcuffs were no more than costume jewelry.From a distance, a silver-haired young man dropped his binoculars in alarm. His fingers flew over the keyboard as he furiously typed.Who dared to arrest his boss without so much as a warning? Didn't they know they had no right to interrogate her?While the young man couldn't keep his cool, his team members could still think logically. "Weston, what are you thinking? Boss only got taken away because she'd allowed it."When W

Jett knew Aria had only done what she did to stop foreign investors from draining the public's funds. Yet, he had never felt so wrongly accused—so bitterly misunderstood—by anyone before.The public wasn't so forgiving. Rumors swirled that Aria could be facing serious prison time. A photo of her in handcuffs even surfaced online, stirring an uproar.The headline that spread like wildfire read, "Second-Generation Capitalist Wrecks Stock Market, Traps Ordinary Investors!"Within minutes, the comments section exploded. Although the image didn't clearly show Aria's face, sharp-eyed netizens were quick to connect her to the Carver and Grisham families. Demands for an official statement flooded in."I knew something was off about her from the beginning.""I actually got emotional when she brought back the heroic spirit… turns out she was just out for our money!""She's all smoke and mirrors. I heard she didn't even graduate from vocational high school. Check it—her grades were awful."

Durand couldn't take the provocation. He immediately grabbed Waymond's collar and swung his fist at him. Though the blow didn't land, Durand still drew unwanted attention. As the whistleblower, he should have kept a low profile—but he'd lost his temper.It wasn't just Durand who didn't understand what was really going on. Even Amos was in the dark. Neither of them realized that Aria and Landon were people who couldn't simply be arrested.Landon wasn't just anyone—he was the heir of the Ludwiten family and a renowned member of the Highest Operations Unit, a mysterious figure known as "The Artist" used for intelligence. Aria, on the other hand, was the founder of the Special Missions Unit, 001. Her overseas missions were countless, many of which were never made public.Their interrogation would never be a mere police station matter. The incident had already reached Lucas."Say that again. Who did they capture?" Lucas asked, his brows furrowed as he sat in his car, looking over at h

"Boss!" Weston rushed over the moment he finished dealing with the other officers. Aria arched an eyebrow, flexing her wrists. "He's the mole?""Yes." Weston nodded. The Securities Regulatory Bureau, dispatched by the Securities Regulatory Commission, was tasked with auditing listed companies—particularly sniffing out insider trading and market manipulation.While not everyone in the bureau could be corrupt, it was common for a few to be compromised.The officer who had been interrogating Aria was of a minor rank, but the one Weston had just exposed held real power.Aria looked over at the trembling man. His legs had given out, sending him to the floor. His phone lay discarded beside him as he shook uncontrollably.They had met before—at a Chamber of Commerce meeting. To him, Aria had just been a clever heiress with some market luck, thanks to Landon's influence. No one would have expected her to single-handedly bring down the Draycott family.No one would logically believe

Now that Miguel, who was an expert in covering up, was gone, the long-standing issues in the school were exposed.The group stood frozen as they watched a cafeteria worker pour something into a large pot. A closer look revealed it was leftover mushroom soup. But that wasn't the worst of it. The soup reeked, clearly spoiled, yet it was still being reheated for the students.Things only got worse when they entered the kitchen. Hygiene standards were appalling. Not a single chef wore a mask, and some were even smoking while cooking.Amos' expression darkened immediately, even before Lucas could react.One of the chefs noticed them and slammed his ladle onto the counter. "What are you doing in here? Outsiders aren't allowed in the school—don't you know that?"Unlike other schools, Oakvale Academy had somehow always slipped through the cracks during routine inspections. When required to present something, they staged it well enough to fool a camera.So, the staff never expected a surp