Semua Bab The Heiress' Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call: Bab 1741 - Bab 1750

Right then, a notification chime broke the silence. Aria's lips curved into a devious smile. "We have more work to do now."Simon had confusion written across his face. But without explanation, Aria rose from her seat and headed for the door, answering Hans's call as she moved. "It was just like what you've predicted. Virgil Jastrow—one of the race's major sponsors—invited Ross for a lunch meet-up a few days before the race. Nobody knew what they discussed, but Ross walked out looking like he'd already been handed the trophy." Hans concluded firmly, "They must have struck a deal." Aria was not surprised. She had told Hans to investigate this because it was strange how the crime scene was cleaned up so thoroughly after incidents like this happened during the rally. It could only mean that the organizers or sponsors were involved in this. She slipped on her helmet and tossed a matching one to Simon in the back seat. The helmets featured built-in Bluetooth earpieces, which made t

When Aria promised payback, she would always back it with real action. If they dared to scheme against Rafael, she'd make sure everyone who bet on this race would regret it. The Special Missions Unit had members investigating leads, fighting corruption, and providing protection. After Rafael was detained, someone else had slipped inside to watch over him. Aria's visit as a lawyer was just the beginning. She had to arrange proper protection before she could rest easy. Take Jerry, for instance. He thought he had hidden his intentions well, but he had no idea he'd been under surveillance the whole time. Aria was the best at playing the long game. The Special Missions Unit had everything documented, including who Jerry had contacted, what calls he'd made, and who might be pulling his strings. The bottom line was simple. Whoever tried to frame Rafael should prepare to lose their position of power. Fabien never could have predicted this outcome. After all, Aria's true identity had

At the racing venue, staff members hustled about while handling their assigned tasks. As the sky brightened, spectators arrived one after another. The scene was grand, buzzing with voices. In a private box above the audience seats, two men were talking. They were Virgil and Terrence. Virgil flicked his cigarette ash. "There won't be any problems with today's finals, right? I've replaced your car with a top-tier racing model, and your top competitors have been eliminated." Terrence bowed beside him. "Mr. Jastrow, rest assured. I'll certainly win the championship." His words were filled with unfounded confidence. Virgil looked at him. "Big talk means nothing. I need to see actual results." He shifted his gaze and continued, "Alright, go get ready." Terrence nodded. "Mr. Jastrow, I'll head down first then. Be sure to watch my performance later!" With that, he left the private box and walked toward the contestants' area. After Terrence left, Virgil looked toward the racet

But no matter how Cason tried to reach Aria through the radio, he received no response from her. Cason clenched his fists as Aria's image disappeared from the main screen. He worried that if anything happened to her, he could never face Rafael. He rushed over to the race committee. "I demand you stop the race! There are all these dark clouds and lightning, and we can't even see our racer on the screen. If an accident happens, we wouldn't even know if it's natural or caused by someone else!" The committee huddled together for a brief discussion. After a moment, one turned to Cason. "Once a race begins, we cannot stop it. Doesn't harsh weather better showcase a truly skilled racer?" While Cason argued with the committee, Terrence noticed the changing sky, and his eyes darkened. "Aria Carver, you won't be coming back this time. Not everyone has the right to join this race." Meanwhile, shouts of confusion spread through the audience stands. "What's going on? It was sunny just minut

Right at that moment, the door burst open. Pascal Kayser saw what was happening and exploded with rage. "What do you think you're doing?" Jerry froze, caught completely off guard. "I'm just—" Pascal yanked him away from Rafael, noting the disabled cameras and equipment before turning to two officers behind him. "Take him into custody." Immediately, the pair approached Jerry, grabbing him firmly by each arm. Jerry tried to explain his way out. "Bro, come on, we're all from the same department. Which station are you from? Let me call your chief. This case is mine. You can't interfere. Sometimes we need to use special methods." Pascal looked at him coldly. "Don't call me 'bro'. We're nothing alike. So are you saying that you know the chiefs from every station then?" With the Jastrow family backing him, Jerry feared nothing. Even if they investigated him, one phone call would make everything disappear. He smiled confidently. "That's right, I know them all. Even if we're not i