Semua Bab The Heiress' Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call: Bab 2051 - Bab 2060

Wesson grinned, pulling an envelope from the drawer and tossing it onto the desk. Aria didn't move, but Sam leaned forward and opened it. The envelope was stuffed with photos. One showed Georgina smiling brightly as she chatted with neighbors in Clearwater Alley. Others showed Warren, Titus, and even Aria's brothers.Sam clenched his fists and shot Wesson an icy stare. Aria sensed him and hurried over. "It's fine. I'm here."Landon's gaze was even colder. No one had ever dared threaten him with Titus."Wesson," Landon said coolly, "if we were alone here, or if you weren't NIO's chief, you would have been dead in a second."Wesson leaned back in his chair and spoke in an unhurried voice. "Ms. Carver, Mr. York, I'm only trying to make you accept the truth. Threatening me won't change anything. I'd rather you do something now and die with me."Aria's expression tightened; an iciness flickered across her face. "I believe you wouldn't want them to have accidents. They could be hit

A knock on the door stopped Wesson mid-step. He frowned and called, "Who is it?""Mr. Laker, it's urgent," a low voice answered.Wesson opened the door. The man leaned in and whispered, "Bad news. Dozens of companies have come forward to vouch for Mr. York's innocence. They say NIO has no right to detain him without proof.""Landon York has that much influence?" Wesson said, puzzled but unwilling to release him."Spread the word that he hacked NIO. Nobody will question it," Wesson ordered.His subordinate shook his head. "It won't work. The treasury department has intervened. The secretary himself called about Mr. York. Rumor says he's one of the twin titans of Parker Street."Wesson inhaled sharply. "The twin titans of Parker Street? The ones who can topple a company with one word? Keep an eye on this. I'll pay him a visit later.""Okay, Mr. Laker."Wesson then entered the interrogation room. Landon sat cross-legged, calm. The handcuffs only emphasized his composed presence.

After Aria and the others stepped inside, the old man began explaining patiently. "In this first display case is a replica of the Henson Statue from Riverson. "I must admit that I couldn't tell it was a replica at first glance. Some experts even mistook it for the genuine article the first time they saw it."He moved on, gesturing gracefully. "Here, we have a black pottery eggshell bowl from the volcanic era. The craftsmanship speaks for itself. This piece was donated by a private collector."The old man carried himself with refined eloquence, reciting details of ancient civilizations with ease. Next to each display cabinet, small plaques marked the items as private donations or legal acquisitions.Aria feigned admiration. "These artifacts have been verified, I assume?"The old man nodded with a smile. "Of course. We enforce the strictest provenance checks to ensure every item complies with international conventions."Aria smiled. "But I noticed that most of the exhibits are rep

Barin's voice was filled with despair. "I've been searching for her in Los Stratos for a month. I've checked every college and every place she might have gone. I even made a police report, but there's still no trace of her."I ran out of funds, so I took over this restaurant to support myself while I continued asking around. But after all this time, there's still no news."I don't know if something happened to her. I'm so worried."Barin could no longer hold back. He crouched down on the floor and began to sob. His cries carried the deep longing and helplessness of a father missing his child—so raw and heart-rending that they broke the hearts of those who heard them. When Aria saw Barin crying, her gaze darkened. She walked over and patted his shoulder. "I'm sure you'll find her. Don't be too sad."The restaurant was empty except for their table, so Barin's sobs filled the air. Aria knew that any consolation would sound hollow at a time like this, so she said little and simply st

Aria looked over. "Did you say you have a feeling?"Iris nodded. "That's right! I think I saw a young woman lying there."Aria asked in shock, "How could you possibly see that?"Iris scratched her head and answered innocently, "Well, I just happened to see it."Aria gave her a long look before stepping toward the shabby-looking building. It seemed to be several decades old. The walls were mottled, the windows shattered, and the stairwell cloaked in darkness. The entire place reeked of mold and urine.The wooden stairs creaked beneath each step Aria took, as if they could give way at any moment."Iris, which floor and which room did you see the young woman in?" Aria held her in her arms as they moved through the dark corridor. Iris poked her head out and pointed to a room on the second floor. "Right there."Aria followed her gaze and saw the number 205 painted on the door."Sam, take Iris back to where we were earlier and wait for us there." Aria paused, addressing Sam befor