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The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2121-At the mention of Grant, Christopher pursed his lips into a thin line, a dark gleam flashing across his deep eyes.

"Forget it. Bella was mischievous and naughty, but I won't pursue it further." Christopher closed his eyes again to rest.

Taylor's eyes widened in surprise.

Bella caused such a huge mess, almost shaking the foundation of the Iverson Group and ruining Christopher's reputation.

But Christopher let it go with merely a sentence, "mischievous and naughty"! He must have the most lovesick brain in the world!

"Not wanting to involve Bella is just one of the reasons. Another point is that if the police took the investigation on this matter seriously, it would be bad for us." Christopher added.

Taylor heaved a sigh of relief as he heard it.

This was the Christopher he knew-cold and rational, always putting profit first.

"But as things stand now, we need to get rid of Owen soon. Otherwise, Bella and Justin will definitely discover our connection in no time."

The hint of gentleness in Christopher's eyes immediately disappeared, gradually becoming vicious and cruel. "If that happens, we won't be as lucky as today."

"Yes, I understand."

Taylor hesitated as he observed Christopher's expression, saying in a low voice, "Mr. Christopher, isn't it your birthday today? Ms. Yvonne specially picked out a birthday gift for you a few days ago and kept it in Pivotage, hoping to present it to you in person."

Christopher raised his brows, coldness seeping through his voice. "You let her out?"

"Please rest assured! I was with her the entire time, watching her like a hawk. She returned to Pivotage after buying the gift. Nothing unusual happened in between!" Taylor hurriedly explained.

"If she has truly come to her senses, she might actually have some brains on her," Christopher said casually.

On the other side, Bella, Justin, and Ralph had a distressed look.

"We thought we had him, but evil is always one step ahead. I didn't expect him to walk free in less than two days. How infuriating!"

Bella's eyes turned red with rage, wanting to slam her fist on the coffee table, but Justin's warm hands caught hers, holding her hands tightly as he pressed them against his chest. " Bella, I get that you're angry, but don't hurt yourself. If you want to vent, hit me instead."

"Then wouldn't I be angry and distressed at the same time? That's even worse!" Bella threw herself into Justin's arms, rubbing her head against his firm chest like an angry kitten, scratching and clawing at his neat shirt.

Justin's eyes were full of affection as he held her thin waist, letting her do what she wanted.

"Stop acting all lovey-dovey! Think of our next step!" Ralph shook his head, unable to watch any longer. He had no mood for this.

"I'm afraid we might not be able to make a move against Christopher now."

Justin's large palm rubbed the soft skin on the back of Bella's neck, his voice deep. "We need to approach this from another angle."

"Now that we've alerted him, that venomous viper would definitely lay low, not making any moves for a while. Sigh… It's such a pity we didn't manage to deal a heavy blow!" Ralph sighed regretfully.

"We indeed startled him, but that doesn't mean he won't act at all." Bella gritted her teeth, the desire for victory burning within her eyes. "This incident has sounded the alarm for Christopher. He will be a sitting duck if he still acts cautiously. He will definitely make another move to eliminate all threats."

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2122-Late at night, at the police station, it was dimly lit in the office. Only the computer screen glowed with an eerie light, playing Christopher's interview after he was released on bail.

Owen stared at the screen, his face haggard, the ashtray beside him already overflowing with cigarette butts.

His cold lips pursed into a thin line, and his fingers trembled as he dialed Christopher's number.

However, the line could not be reached on the other end. He gripped his phone tightly, his heart sinking.

Owen slumped on the sofa and closed his eyes, feeling as if his heart was twisted by a blade. An overwhelming sense of despair engulfed him, tearing at him.

He had experienced countless bloody storms and even shouldered the weight of a few lives, but at this moment, he felt like he was facing the darkest moment in his life.

Owen suffered for another four days.

On this night, Owen received a call from his wife's attending doctor at the hospital. "Mr. Hopkins, your wife had an episode tonight, and she's in an unstable condition now. Please come to the hospital immediately!"

"Is she alright?!" Owen got up in a panic, grabbed his coat, and rushed out.

"Your wife is in the emergency room now. Let's talk about the specifics when you arrive!" After he ended the call, Owen's hand, grabbing the doorknob, suddenly paused.

He had a gun, but he knew that if he fired it in a dangerous situation, it would bring huge trouble to him. The police might even trace it to uncover his secret dealings with Christopher.

The promising newbie in the team, Ralph, had already achieved remarkable feats and resembled Owen in his younger days. Given time, Ralph would undoubtedly find out the truth.

More importantly, Owen did not dare to, nor could he offend Christopher.

That man was a devil who devoured others whole and killed them without so much as blinking. Owen knew he was dancing with the devil from the start, and that he had a dark future.

However, he had no choice.

He must save his wife, the love of his life.

Therefore, Owen returned to his office desk, opened the drawer, took out a screwdriver, and tucked it behind his back before leaving in a hurry.

The black SUV flew toward the hospital but suddenly screeched to a halt as it entered an empty alley, the piercing sound of brakes slicing through the quiet night.

At the entrance of the alley, a black vehicle blocked his way, and four men stepped out of the car, all wearing black shirts and masks.

As a precaution, two men even laid a chain full of nails across the ground. If Owen dared to drive into them, his tires would burst immediately.

Owen's eyes turned red, and he gritted his teeth as he shifted into reverse, flooring the gas pedal.

Bang!

A thunderous crash echoed through the sky.

The rear of his car crashed into the front of the car behind him. His way out had also been blocked.

This short alley had become a cage, and Owen was the trapped beast.

Owen knew he could not escape unscathed tonight. He left the car and faced the grim, predatory killers who surrounded him, his right hand reaching behind his back and gripping the screwdriver tightly.

"Deputy Chief Hopkins?" The man in the lead mocked.

"Are you hired by Chairman Iverson?" Veins bulged on Owen's forehead. Although he was asking a question, it sounded like he was already certain.

It was a frightening time. Although Christopher was safely on bail, he was still targeted by the police.

Besides, Bella and Justin were also hot on Christopher's trail. Christopher was surrounded by enemies and was in a dangerous situation.

At this time, the first thing Christopher thought of was to get rid of him to cut off loose ends.

Christopher wanted to silence Owen.

Owen did not blame Christopher for being ruthless, but not tonight.

"It doesn't matter to you now who we're working for."

The leader smiled. "We know you're quite good, but since we dare to come after you, it means we're not to be underestimated. If you cooperate and save us some effort, we'll send you off less painfully."

"I'll settle things with you, but not tonight." Owen felt anxious, his gaze sinister. "My wife is gravely ill. I need to be with her at the hospital."

"Deputy Chief Hopkins, you're so devoted to your wife. But unfortunately, if our boss wants you dead by midnight, you won't have the chance to see tomorrow's sunrise. Send him on his way!"

As the leader finished his sentence, the assassins rushed forward.

It was a moonless, dark night, with no one around perfect for murder.

Cold and gleaming sharp blades brushed past Owen one after another, accompanied by punches and kicks, creating a terrifying, deadly whoosh of the weapons.

Although Owen was an experienced police officer, age still caught up to him. Under the combined attack of these hyenas, even a lion would struggle!

With a sharp tear, Owen's left arm was fiercely slashed through by a knife, cutting deep into the bone.

At the same time, another sharp blade came straight for his face. It was too late for him to dodge!

"Ah!"

Suddenly, the knife stopped just inches from his eyes, and he heard a scream.

The knife dropped to the ground. The man's wrist was forcefully broken in front of him.

Under the cold moonlight, Justin's tall and strong figure stood like an immovable mountain, towering over Owen.

His dark eyes stared at Owen as he bent down to pull the police chief up from the ground.

"Are you okay?"

Owen's breath hitched, even forgetting the pain.

At this moment, the man standing before him was like a god descending to earth, radiating an untouchable beam of light that commanded fear and admiration from others.

"It's Justin Salvador, the president of Salvador Corporation!" One of the assassins recognized him.

Facing this unexpected arrival, the assassins were shocked. This was not in their plan at all!

"If we don't kill him tonight, we can't report back and get the remaining payment!"

The leader could not care less about Justin, staring at them with a vindictive gaze. "I don't care who he is. Kill him! Leave no one alive!"

The assassins' bloodlust reignited as they closed in.

"Leave!" Owen shouted at Justin.

But the handsome man curled his thin lips, his heroic face as calm as a deep lake. His eyes sparkled with an intimidating light that swept away all evil and sin. "You are a police officer, and I was in the army. At this time, I think we have no reason to retreat!"

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2123-Owen's heart trembled violently because Justin's words sent shockwaves through his heart.

Back when Christopher was still in Sentania, Owen was already a pawn under his command. Over the years of working for Christopher, Owen's heart had already withered away, and he had forgotten he was also once full of righteousness and passion.

Whoosh!

Another sharp blade came murderously at Justin from his side. "Watch out!"

Owen's eyes widened, his heart nearly jumping out of his chest.

Unexpectedly, it was as if Justin had eyes on his side. He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the attacker's wrist, snapping his bones.

While disarming the attacker, Justin kicked the man, sending him flying into the wall and crashing heavily.

The sound of his bones breaking was terrifying, making one's blood run cold.

With just one move, Owen could see that this usually high and mighty president of Salvador Corporation was far from simple. He was someone who excelled in both intelligence and physical prowess.

His understanding of Justin was merely a tiny fraction. If Christopher did not have someone powerful backing him, how could he compare against Justin?

The dark alleyway became a bloody battlefield.

Although they were outnumbered, in front of the handsome "grim reaper", the crisis seemed to dissolve easily.

One after another, the assassins were knocked to the ground.

The two men stood back to back, getting ready for combat.

Justin's face, hands, and the white collar of his shirt were stained with blood, like a handsome rogue in a suit, exuding an aesthetic of violence and beauty.

"Deputy Chief Hopkins, I've told you that you're digging your own grave, working with Christopher. From the moment he sought you out, he's been secretly planning to get rid of you after squeezing out all your value."

"You're not me… You won't understand my reasons!" Owen clutched his gravely injured arm, cold sweat trickling down his head.

"Cooperating with us is your only way out!" Justin's expression was cold and stern, but his tone was calm and genuine.

"Way out? Do I still have a way out?"

Owen smiled bitterly. "Even if I escape today, can I escape tomorrow?"

Justin frowned and did not reply. Even if they work together to take down Christopher, the future waiting for Owen would be a legal trial.

The assassins charged at them again, determined to kill them.

The leader clearly wanted to take the credit. When the others surrounded and attacked Justin, he saw his chance with an injured and weakened Owen, raising his knife and viciously aiming it at Owen's head.

"Argh!"

But Owen merely used one hand to flip the leader onto the ground, then stomped on his chest. The man groaned as he coughed up blood.

A lion would always be strong, even when it was injured.

Owen's eyes were glazed with an intense red as he raised the screwdriver high, swiftly plunging it at the man's vital spot.

At this moment, he looked more like a killer than the actual hired hands.

"No! Stop!"

Justin roared and rushed forward, tightly gripping Owen's hand that held the blade. "You can't kill them!"

"What should I do then? Wait for them to kill us?!" Owen questioned instead with a hoarse voice.

"If you're doing it in self-defense, I won't stop you, but you're not!" Justin's gaze was like a sword, cutting open Owen's soul. "You're afraid he would get arrested and say something he shouldn't. You're trying to silence him!"

Owen's body shook. However, his hand holding the screwdriver still tried to drive it into the man's chest. If not for Justin's strength, Owen would have killed the leader already.

At the same time, police sirens sounded from a distance.

The other assassins were gravely injured and did not even have the strength to get up. Only two of them tried to escape by crawling away, but they were quickly subdued and cuffed by the police who arrived.

"Justin!"

"Mr. Salvador!"

Ralph and Ian rushed to Justin. Seeing him covered in blood, the two men were shocked, nearly scared out of their wits.

"Mr. Salvador! Are you hurt?!" Ian's hands trembled as he did not know where to touch Justin. He was almost in tears.

"I've called the ambulance. They will arrive in no time! Justin, hold on!" Ralph, an experienced police officer, was also pale-faced at this moment.

Justin raised his hand and wiped the blood off his face, amused. "I'm fine. This is not my blood."

"Oh, thank God! Praise the heavens!" Ian clasped his hands together, exclaiming in relief.

Ralph also exhaled deeply. "If anything happened to you, how would I explain it to my sister?"

"I'm fine." Justin's eyes sparkled as he said each word with weight, "I promised to protect Bella for a lifetime. No matter what, I won't let anything happen to me."

The group of assassins was escorted into the police cars, and the weapons at the crime scene were all confiscated.

Ralph led two other officers and walked to Owen with a sullen expression, his tone still carrying the respect a subordinate had for their superior.

"Deputy Chief Hopkins, when the ambulance arrives, please go to the hospital for treatment."

"I won't go to the hospital. I need to go and accompany my wife." Owen's voice was weak, but his gaze was determined and intense. "She's ill and in emergency care… I need to be there immediately!"

"You don't need to go."

Owen whipped around, seeing Justin walk toward him calmly.

"Your wife is safe and sound. The so-called emergency room was mere nonsense."

Owen was stunned, his face turning ashen. "What did you say? But how? I received a call from…"

"Who do you think is capable of doing it? I think you know the answer."

It was a trap set up by Christopher.

Owen did not have children, and his parents died early. His only weakness was his wife.

So, Christopher bribed or threatened the doctor Owen trusted to lie that his wife was gravely ill, luring him out of the police station and trying to eliminate him in secret.

How extremely cunning and vicious!

If Justin had not arrived in time and asked Ian to call Ralph to control the situation, Owen might not have survived!

"My injuries are minor, and I can handle them myself. I still have things to do, so I'll leave first."

Owen lowered his eyes and was about to leave, but Ralph sidestepped and blocked him, looking at him with a heavy gaze.

"Deputy Chief Hopkins, since you don't want to go to the hospital, please return to the station with me. We have medical personnel there as well. They could stitch and bandage your wounds."

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2124-"Ralph, are you hearing yourself?!" Owen's heart skipped a beat, and he scolded sternly. "I am your superior, and the one whose life was in danger. I was attacked by criminals tonight! Yet you want to take me back to the police station? If word got out, can you bear the responsibility?!"

Justin looked at Ralph with a worried gaze.

Although Justin was not a government official, he understood the power dynamics that came with rank.

"I've assigned people to seal off this entire street. What happened tonight will not get out, not just because of your reputation, but also to prevent spreading panic among the public. I don't want the people who live here to be in fear when they go out at night."

Ralph curled his lips slightly, his handsome face fearless, but his tone was firm and undeniable. "Besides, you've also said these criminals are here for you. You are the victim. According to the procedure, you should come back to the station to give your statement and let us protect you. After all, you're my superior and not to be taken lightly, right?"

Owen was rendered speechless.

Justin slightly narrowed his eyes, his admiration for Ralph deepening in his heart.

Who said that Ralph was merely a brute?

Bella was indeed her dear brother's number-one hater.

In the early morning, the interrogation room was dark and the air was tense.

Owen lowered his head as he sat on the cold chair, not speaking a word about anything other than what happened tonight.

"We're stuck, Captain Ralph. No matter how we questioned him, Deputy Chief Hopkins refused to speak."

His colleague was worried. "The Chief already knows about this and asked that we release Deputy Chief Hopkins after the routine questioning. Otherwise, he would definitely hold you accountable, and you might be suspended!

Ralph gritted his teeth. "How many more hours do we have?"

"Two hours. Perhaps less than that. The Chief heard about this and is rushing back to Savrow overnight from his business trip at Hatchbay."

Ralph's heart tightened, pacing back and forth in the hallway.

He was not afraid of being suspended. He was afraid that if they could not break Owen this time when they had him under control, it would be impossible to catch him again.

Ralph wanted to take down Christopher, and he did not want to disappoint Bella and Justin. He made up his mind, took a deep breath, and returned to the interrogation room.

Ralph and Owen were locked in a confrontation. Owen sat with his eyes closed, appearing confident and composed.

"Your chief must be on his way here now. Perhaps I should remind you that if you still don't release me, I can't guarantee you will still have the chance to wear this police uniform once the sun rises. Besides, I've said all I need to say. I don't know those criminals or why they suddenly attacked me. All I did was for self-defense. If you ask me about other things, I wouldn't know the answer."

Ralph clicked his tongue, his voice cold and intimidating.

"Deputy Chief Hopkins, the leader of those thugs has just confessed. They attacked you not for money but to silence you."

Owen remained expressionless.

"The leader said they were connected to the Iverson Group." Ralph stepped closer to him, his slender fingers tapping the table rhythmically. "So, is it reasonable for me to suspect the one who wanted to silence you was Christopher? After all, he's the last one left in the entire Iverson family, since most of them are dead or imprisoned."

Ralph nearly slipped and called Christopher a venomous snake.

"Pfft, hahaha…"

Owen suddenly slammed the table and laughed. "The Prisoner's Dilemma? Do you think this would work? Don't forget that I'm a police officer too. Your imagination is running wild. You should become a screenwriter. Being a police officer is wasting your talents."

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2125-Ralph was burning with anxiety as time ticked away, and the interrogation of the assassin leader yielded no useful leads as well.

Firstly, the assassins were not from this country, so they could target a deputy chief without fear. Secondly, the transaction records between them and their employer were overseas, making it impossible to trace them.

These thugs would not spill anything.

About an hour later, the chief rushed back to Savrow overnight and sternly requested Ralph to release Owen immediately.

Ralph bore the overwhelming pressure on his end, while in the hospital, Bella personally bandaged the wound on Justin's knuckles.

Although it was just a scratch, she was still distressed seeing it.

"Didn't you say you would take good care of yourself? What is this then?"

"If it was five years ago, I would have walked out unscathed." Justin's eyes softened as he looked at her, his strong arms wrapping around her soft waist and pulling her into his embrace, holding her hand tight with his bandaged right hand. "It seems I'm getting old."

Feeling the increasing pressure on her ass, Bella's heart skipped a beat, and she murmured, "No, you're as energetic as ever. You're not old at all."

"Is that so?"

Justin slightly narrowed his eyes. His right hand was bandaged and unable to move freely, but the fingers on his left hand were still nimble, gripping the soft flesh firmly.

"You're right. My Bella would know the best whether I've aged."

"You… Can you be more serious?"

They were already together for a long time, but whenever the man teased her, Bella still found it hard to handle. She squirmed in his arms with a flushed face. "Although you saved Owen, the crisis isn't over. Besides, there's no news from Ralph, which means things are in a deadlock. At most by dawn, we will have to release Owen if we don't get any valuable information from him. A bigger problem might still be ahead!"

Justin still held her closely, his eyes gradually darkening. "He's indeed a tough nut to crack. When I was surrounded by thugs with him tonight, he was still thinking of catching that leader and killing him in front of me. Clearly, he has no intention of turning back and is determined to ride till the end."

"He knew that since he was on Christopher's ship, he could only float and sink with him. He would never flip." Bella frowned, shaking her head, "So, we only have one choice, which is to convict him."

But how easy would it be?

At this moment, Bella's phone rang, breaking the tense atmosphere.

"It's Drew."

Bella was quite surprised. She exchanged a look with Justin and picked up the call.

Before she could speak, Drew's anxious and hoarse voice sounded. "Bella, I've sent a video to your email. It's very important and critical! Watch it now!"

Bella rarely saw Drew with such strong emotional fluctuations. She did not dare to delay and immediately opened her email.

Justin inched closer, and the two of them stared intently at the screen, heads touching.

The video was merely a minute long, but the two of them were shocked after watching it, their blood boiling.

"Drew, where did you get this from?!" Bella was excited, and even her voice was trembling. "Yvonne… It's Yvonne!" Drew's breath was heavy as he choked up.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2126-Hearing this name, Bella and Justin's hearts pounded wildly in sync, filled with excitement, anxiety, and concern.

"Drew, did you meet up with Yvonne?!" Bella asked anxiously.

"No. Yvonne sent this video to me." Drew's throat was dry and tight, even his voice breaking. "Bella, I'm scared that Yvonne might be in trouble!"

"Drew, if Yvonne sent the video to you just now, she should still be safe at this moment. Don't be too worried." Justin comforted him gently.

"At this moment… What about later?" Drew gritted his teeth fiercely, "I must save Yvonne from that hellish place!"

"Drew, don't act rashly now! Otherwise, you might draw the fire to Yvonne, placing her in a more dangerous situation. After all, she's still in Christopher's control!"

Bella's gaze burned, saying decisively, "The video getting leaked does not prove that it was Yvonne who provided it. But if you couldn't hold it and make a move, it would be like telling Christopher that Yvonne was the traitor. Then, he can get rid of Yvonne anytime, and you will be helpless!"

Drew panted frustratingly, but he had at least calmed down.

"Drew, don't worry. When it's time, Bella and I will do everything in our power to help you rescue Ms. Yvonne."

It might sound like empty words from someone else, but when Justin said it, it was a firm vow, bringing Drew immense insurance.

"Thank you, Justin. With your words, I feel assured."

After receiving the news, the chief, who was on a business trip at Hatchbay, returned to Savrow overnight and demanded Ralph immediately release Deputy Chief Hopkins, accompanied by a public apology. "Forget about the apology. After all, Captain Ralph was only concerned about my safety."

Owen put on a generous attitude as if he did not care about it and walked out of the interrogation room with the chief by his side. "Let this matter end here. I'm fine. I also hope you won't hold Captain Ralph responsible."

"That won't do!" The station chief sternly said, "That brat caused you so much trouble and detained you for several hours, violating the protocol. We can't let him off lightly. He must be punished!"

Owen tugged at his lips and said nothing more.

He had nothing against Ralph, but Ralph was Bella's brother and had a close relationship with Justin. If he could take this opportunity to suspend him, he could no longer continue investigating him, and his secret dealings with Christopher would be under wraps.

So, he could only sacrifice this subordinate. He had no other choice.

However, before the two got far, they saw Ralph coming toward them with two other colleagues from the criminal investigation team. He walked straight towards Owen and blocked his path.

"Ralph! What are you up to again?" The chief was furious.

Ralph fearlessly looked straight into Owen's cold eyes, his expression serious and unyielding.

"I'm sorry, Deputy Chief Hopkins. You won't be walking out of here tonight. We have obtained new evidence, proving that you are related to a murder case."

The chief was shocked and in disbelief. "Murder case? Ralph, what nonsense are you spouting? How could Deputy Chief Hopkins possibly kill someone?!"

"We would not arrest someone without evidence."

As he spoke, Ralph stepped forward and clasped the cold handcuffs around Owen's wrists.

Owen's hands clenched into fists, his expression visibly becoming pale.

They returned to the interrogation room once again, and the atmosphere this time was extremely heavy, cold, and suppressing.

"I didn't kill anyone." Owen calmed his emotions, his resolve almost unshakable.

"Is that so? Why don't we watch a video to refresh your memory?" Ralph played the video right in front of him.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2127-Owen's calm and emotionless eyes suddenly widened. The video showed that dark alley behind the club, where Elias, boss of the Southern Star Syndicate, was holding an underling on the ground, punching and kicking him.

Then Elias left the crime scene.

After he left, the subordinate was clearly still alive, even trying to get up from the ground.

At that moment, a shadow jumped down from the edge of the wall.

Ralph's gaze stayed fixed on Owen, noticing that the muscles around his eyes had become stiff.

The man in the video wasted no time. He stepped on the subordinate, picked up a stone, and smashed it on his head-once, twice, thrice….

The subordinate collapsed to the ground, head full of blood, now dead.

The surroundings were dimly lit, hiding the killer's face in the dark.

However, it seemed like even fate itself sided with justice, wanting to expose this heinous crime. The nightclub's neon sign suddenly changed its lights at that moment.

Although the light flickered for only a second, it coincidentally revealed the killer's face.

Owen's face, stained with blood, ghostly and sinister, was revealed. It was unmistakable.

"After we received this video, we immediately sent it to the tech department to analyze it. The results proved no signs of editing, and the person in the video is indeed you, Deputy Chief Hopkins."

Ralph's voice was firm and steady, each word like a sharp nail, pinning Owen together with the crime he committed. "Besides, we've compared your physical characteristics with the traces left at the crime scene, and the match was as high as 98%. Now, we have solid physical evidence and video evidence. Even without your confession, we can still charge you with intentional murder and convict you!"

The interrogation room was filled with deadly silence.

After a long while, Owen suddenly burst into wild laughter, his metal cuffs cracking against the table, making a piercing and eerie sound. "Yes, I killed him. I dealt the killing blow after Elias left and framed the murder on him. Didn't you already arrest me? Go ahead. Prosecute and convict me. I won't appeal."

"You are a Deputy Chief with no personal vendetta against the victim from the Southern Star, and you two have never been in contact. Why did you appear at the crime scene for no reason? Why did you climb over the wall and brutally murder that man? Why did you try to frame someone else? Did someone instruct you to do so?" Ralph questioned further.

But Owen calmly closed his eyes, refusing to speak another word no matter how the interrogation went.

The next morning, Christopher headed to the Iverson Group headquarters.

He swallowed a few dozen pills on the way. After all, his body had not fully recovered yet, and he could only rely on the medication if he did not want to be hospitalized.

In the wide, cold corridors of the building, Christopher walked toward the meeting room with Taylor by his side.

At this moment, Taylor's phone vibrated, and he immediately picked up the call.

Soon, his eyes widened in shock, and he hung up while trembling.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Taylor losing his composure, Christopher frowned and asked.

"Mr. Christopher, something bad has happened! Owen is controlled by the police now, and they wanted to prosecute him with the charge of murder!"

Christopher was stunned. "Murder? How come?"

"I heard someone provided evidence to the police, proving that Elias did not kill anyone. The killing blow was dealt by Owen! The entire crime was recorded. He could not argue his way out!"

The next second, Christopher's vision went black. A metallic taste rose in his throat, and his body lurched forward.

"Mr. Christopher!"

Bright red blood spurted from his mouth, staining his pale lips.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2128-Taylor froze in fear and immediately made an urgent call to cancel the meeting.

He supported Christopher back to his office and laid him down on the sofa. Christopher's chest heaved, feeling as if his organs were on fire.

His trembling hand touched his burning forehead, and his vision faded in and out.

"Mr. Christopher, please drink some water!"

Taylor knelt on one knee beside him, his eyes red with anxiety as he pressed a glass against Christopher's blood-stained lips. "I've called your doctor, and he's rushing here as fast as possible. Please hold on…"

Christopher raised his hand and slapped the glass away, his voice broken and hoarse. "For many years… Owen has done all the dirty work for me and has always cleaned up the scene, leaving no traces. How could he leave behind evidence? And a video at that!"

"Accidents will happen when he keeps walking on the edge! Although Owen is extremely capable, he's not a god."

Taylor gritted his teeth. "Since he's fallen into the hands of the police, we can't keep him alive! I'll do everything in my power to silence him as soon as possible. We can't let the fire spread to you!"

"You make it sound easy," Christopher coughed weakly, "Owen is a Deputy Chief. He is of high status. Even if he committed a crime, he would be detained in a special cell first, under strict security. Our men can't sneak in."

Taylor's lips pressed into a thin line, feeling anxious.

Soon, the doctor arrived and performed an examination and simple treatment for Christopher.

"How is Chairman Iverson?" Taylor nervously asked.

"Was Chairman Iverson taking various medications over the years? Strong ones too?" The doctor asked hesitantly.

Taylor's heart skipped a beat. "He has taken some… So what is his situation?"

"Chairman Iverson has a history of medication use, and that medicine has produced a negative effect on his organs. He was also hospitalized recently and increased the dosage to stabilize his condition. The two types of medicine clashed in his body, and his organs were overloaded."

"Then why did Chairman Iverson vomit blood?!"

"His organs are damaged. Combined with extreme emotional duress, his stomach produced too much acid and eroded his blood vessels, which led to internal bleeding. However, to understand the specific situation, we need to get Chairman Iverson to the hospital for a proper examination!"

Taylor's heart sank, and he waved his hand. "Thank you. You can go now."

After the doctor left, Christopher took some more medicine, and his breathing gradually stabilized.

"Right now, there's something that's puzzling to me." Christopher sat up with Taylor's help, his gaze vicious and terrifying. "The video was recorded at the crime scene. Since that person has the evidence, why didn't they do anything for two months but only report him now?"

Taylor was stumped and could not answer.

"Elias took the fall, and the Southern Star Group suffered a heavy blow because of that. If they revealed the evidence back then, wouldn't all the troubles have been solved?"

Christopher's dark eyes were covered with a layer of frost. "The only possibility is that they have only just gotten the evidence. Earlier, you told me that Yvonne left Pivotage once?"

Taylor's expression instantly stiffened, and his hair stood on end. He vowed, "Chairman Iverson! I swear, Yvonne was with me the entire time. She didn't even touch her phone or leave my gaze. Even if she had the intention, she wouldn't have the chance! Besides, I monitor her calls 24/7. She never called anyone. It's definitely not her!"

"Are you sure she didn't leave your sight for even a second?" Christopher said gloomily.

Taylor suddenly recalled that car accident.

He indeed left for a while to handle the accident, and Yvonne was alone in the car for two or three minutes. But she never met anyone. How could she have gotten hold of any video evidence?!

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2129-"Really, she didn't meet anyone. I swear!" Taylor's expression remained unchanged, but his heart beat wildly.

Christopher leaned back, curling his lips coldly. "It seems you really like her."

"I…" Taylor stammered in a panic, but his face turned red.

"In that case, let me call the shots once. You should marry Yvonne."

Taylor's eyes widened in surprise. "You… You want me to marry Yvonne?!"

"You've always fancied her, and I know that much." Christopher closed his eyes casually, "It's been a long time since the Iverson Group has anything to celebrate. You served me loyally all these years and have never asked for anything. I'm not a heartless person. I know what you desire most in your heart, so I'll give you Yvonne. If you don't mind, treat it as a token of appreciation from me."

Taylor was so excited that his lips trembled, almost crying in joy. "Thank you… Thank you! Chairman Iverson, it's my honor to be able to marry Yvonne, and it's a blessing from you. How would I mind? I would even smile in my dreams!"

"Start preparing for the wedding soon. I'll definitely give you and Yvonne a generous wedding gift."

Christopher's smile did not reach his eyes. "You should have the wedding back in Sentania. After that, ask Yvonne to live in Sentania and don't come back to Savrow. Unfortunately, that means you would have to travel between two places."

Taylor seemed to realize something, and his heart tightened. "Yes, Chairman Iverson. I understand. But, about Owen… How are you planning to handle it?"

"He was in the police force for decades, so he should know how to judge the situation." Christopher's slightly narrowed eyes revealed a hint of dark, cold glint. "Besides, his weakness is still in my hands. If he's smart, he should know the consequences of betraying me,"

The news of Deputy Chief Owen Hopkins' arrest for murder had caused a nationwide uproar, completely shattering the public's perception.

Now that the real culprit was brought to justice, Elias, who had been framed to take the fall, was finally cleared of murder charges. Although the prosecutor still charged him with assault, it was much lighter in terms of sentence, giving him a new chance at life.

Due to the wrongful prosecution, combined with Elias' good behavior during his time in jail, the Jenkins family was able to bail him out on a reduced sentence.

On the day of his release, Bella and Sasha came to pick him up together.

"Ms. Sasha… Sorry to trouble you!"

Upon seeing Sasha, the person always on his mind, Elias felt a mix of emotions. The gang leader, fearless even when faced with the toughest of enemies, almost shed tears.

"Elias, what are you saying? We are a family!" Tears welled up in Sasha's eyes as she walked forward to hug him. "You've suffered."

"It's nothing. It's all thanks to Ms. Bella and Mr. Salvador that I'm able to come out again." Elias cast a grateful look at Bella.

"Mr. Storm, I didn't do much to help clear your name." Bella's eyes shone with a captivating light. "You must thank a girl who provided the key evidence. She is brave, determined, and smart. I can't compare to her no matter what."

Sasha and Elias said in unison, "Who's our benefactor?!"

Bella curled her red lips mysteriously and said gently, "It's my sister-in-law."

At that moment, Bella's phone rang. It was a call from her lover.

"Justin, how is it?"

"Bella, Owen admitted that he killed the victim, but apart from that, he refuses to say anything." On the other hand, Justin's voice was heavy. "It'll probably be difficult to make him sell out Christopher."

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2130-Bella avoided Sasha and Elias, continuing her call with Justin under a tree.

"Every crime leaves evidence. Ralph is an expert in solving cases, so given time, if a special task force is set up to investigate Owen, they will definitely find some trace of Christopher's involvement."

"I'm afraid it's not that easy, Bella." Justin's breath was heavy. "Ralph said he checked Owen's bank account and call records, but Owen didn't have any unusual income over the years, not even foreign- sourced income.

"Although there were a few suspicious, unknown numbers from his call records, they were all made from different phones and unregistered. We're unable to identify the callers. Owen himself is a policeman. If he committed crimes, he would be more professional than a criminal, with strong anti-surveillance skills." "It's indeed tough if there's no transaction records." Bella's hand clasped behind her back, pacing back and forth. "It means that he was not tied to Christopher because of profits. Everything he did was for the success of the new drug's development, to save his wife. That's why he worked for Christopher without hesitation. His conviction is too strong."

Justin gritted his teeth. "If that's the case, it would be an impossible mission to make him betray Christopher."

Bella narrowed her eyes. "Perhaps not entirely impossible."

"Bella, do you have a plan?"

"I don't have any plans. I could only gamble once more."

"Gamble on what?"

Bella's clear eyes flashed with a sharp light. "Human nature."

The other end of the phone went silent.

After a while, Justin took a deep breath and saw through her thoughts. "You're gambling on Christopher's nature to be despicable to the extreme, making Owen lose trust in him completely?"

"Yes." A warm feeling surged in Bella's chest. She loved how it felt to have a tacit understanding with the man she loved. "Given the firm cooperative relationship between them combined with Owen's strong desire for the new drug, Owen wouldn't betray Christopher even if he died.

"Unless, we completely destroy Christopher's image in his mind. Unless he sees that the person he always trusted to save his wife was a selfish demon. Besides, with Owen captured right now, no one would be caring for his wife. It's highly likely that Christopher would try to control his wife and threaten him."

"Bella, you're really perceptive. I was too shallow in my thinking, but you're always several steps ahead of me."

canp Justin never hesitated to praise his wife. "But in fact, even if Christopher did nothing, he can probably get through this unscathed."

"Ha, trusting Christopher not to play dirty? I'd rather believe that pigs can fly!" Bella's gaze was cold as she sneered, "A man as despicable and shameless as Christopher does not deserve a capable subordinate like Deputy Chief Hopkins. The reason he's been able to commit such evil for so long is because he had leverage over many people, using them and reaping the benefits. He thought he had the whole world in control but neglected something."

Justin immediately responded, "Cornering a desperate man might backfire on him."

"Smart!" Bella blew a kiss on the phone.

"Darling, where are you?" The man's voice sounded restrained, but it was still extremely hoarse. "It's been a few days. Reward me tonight, okay?"

Bella's lashes fluttered. "Just once?"

"Three times." Justin's breath grew heavy, feeling as if it could envelop and wrap around her through the phone.

"Oh, right, Justin, let's get serious." Bella touched her flushed face, her expression turning serious. "We need to think of a secure plan to rescue Yvonne. Now that Owen has been caught, although Christopher does not have concrete evidence to prove that it was Yvonne who leaked it, he would definitely suspect Yvonne first! Her situation would be extremely dangerous. I don't want Drew to be heartbroken and regretful, and I don't want to sacrifice another innocent life!"

Justin comforted her softly, "Bella, don't worry. Drew and I will think of something for Yvonne."

The executive meeting at the Iverson Group was canceled due to Chairman Iverson's health, and he went home to rest.

As night fell, Pivotage remained bustling with indulgence and debauchery, people giving in to sensual pleasures.

Yvonne sat at the dressing table in her room, combing her long hair. Her red lips gradually curled into a smile.

The news of Owen's arrest caused an uproar in the city, so she heard about it. She was so happy that she had trouble sleeping for three days.

Christopher had spent so much effort to painstakingly build a domino castle over the years, but the most crucial tile had toppled.

Was it still far from the day this sinful city met its end?

Suddenly, the door was pushed open.

Yvonne's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly stood up, only to see Taylor, who had a flushed face, walking straight toward her as he stared intently.

She knew with one glance that he had been drinking, but he was merely tipsy, not drunk.

As Christopher's secretary and trusted aid, Taylor had always been on high alert, remaining clear-headed and abstinent. The fact that he had been drinking tonight was unusual.

"You had something to drink?" Yvonne looked at him in surprise.

"Yvonne, I'm so happy!" Taylor smiled, his eyes glazed, and he suddenly grabbed Yvonne's soft waist, pulling her into his arms.

Yvonne's body was pressed tightly against him, and she could even feel the man's biological reaction, making her incredibly uncomfortable and nauseous.

"What are you doing? Let go of me!" She struggled with all her might, but the more she struggled, the more excited the man was.

He firmly pinched her chin, forcing her to look into his eyes. "Yvonne, I have some good news. Something worthy of celebration."

Yvonne's heart raced with panic, her voice trembling. "What…"

"We're getting married." Taylor's alcohol-laden breath grew heavier, spraying on her nose and almost kissing her lips. "Chairman Iverson gave you to me. From now on, you're my wife… My woman!"