Chapter 150
Chapter 150
“Madelyn Colton!” Martin’s sudden shout startled Vivian, making her flinch. “Dad; what’s with the yelling?” she asked, annoyed.
“Are you sure it’s Madelyn Colton?” he asked, his voice trembling with excitement.
“Sure,” Vivian replied, confused.
Martin said, “Quick, send me a photo of her. And her contact info too!”
“What are you up to, Dad?” Vivian asked.
“Stay out of this, kid. Just do it, or I’ll tell your mom about your fake marriage,” he threatened.
‘Kid? I’m thirty–two, Dad!‘ Vivian thought, speechless.
Photos and videos of Aria had long disappeared from the internet, but Vivian had saved a clip of her fighting. She took a screenshot and sent it to her father. “We only talk in group chats. I don’t have her contact info.”
“Then add her now,” Martin demanded.
“That would bother her. If you’re so curious, investigate it yourself,” she retorted.
Martin retreated to his study, saving the photo before forwarding it to Lance. [I found her.]
The reply came quickly: [That was fast.]
Now, Martin was certain–Aria was indeed Madelyn.
‘What were the Saxon family thinking, cutting off such an amazing daughter? Have they lost their minds?‘ he thought.
Rumors claimed she hadn’t even gone to school. If it weren’t for Vivian’s allergic reaction sparking this chain of events, Martin might never have found her.
‘That allergy really came at the perfect time,‘ he mused.
Trying to calm himself down, Martin called his butler. “Find Aria’s contact information immediately.”
At the Police station.
Aria said, “Nearly 1 hundred million in my account–gone, just like that.”
“What the-?” Jackson shot to his feet, his face a mix of shock and disbelief. “Those scammers did this to you?”
Fryderyk, on the other hand, remained composed. “What did you do this time?”
He knew Aria wouldn’t lose that kind of money unless/she let it happen on purpose.
Aria replied coolly, “Just here to go through the motions.”
She needed to go through the motions to make it convincing.
Fryderyk stood up. “Let’s get your statement down.”
Once the formalities were done, Fryderyk called in Allen. Jackson, realizing this was above his pay grade, quietly slipped out.
Allen asked, “What’s your plan?”
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Aria laid out the strategy devised by Rhett and Patrick.
Allen frowned. “One hundred million is a huge risk. What if they don’t take the bait? We’ll lose the money, and Rhett could end up in serious troubles
It was undeniably a risky move.
Aria said, “This is the fastest way.”
Worried that something might happen, those people quickly took her money.
The transaction would be impossible to miss–such a large sum would force them to flee immediately, dragging Rhett and Patrick along with them.
Allen sighed. “If they all come back, we won’t be able to handle them alone.”
Aria raised an eyebrow. “Don’t you know any mercenaries?”
Fryderyk glanced at her in surprise, while Allen gave an awkward smile. “If they return to the country, I’ll figure something out.”
These troublemakers needed to be dealt with, and it had to be done quietly.
The fewer people who knew, the lower the risk of exposure.
After all, they still had informants operating within the country.
Aria asked, “How are you handling that guy?”
“What guy?” they asked.
Aria replied, “The one taken away from the café.”
Allen called over the officer in charge. After some questioning, they learned that a lawyer had bailed the man out.
Aria smirked. “Well, that was quick.”
“Who posted bail?” Allen asked.
With the money gone, she must have reported it right away. They had to act fast to take the man in, leaving little time for preparation.
The person who bailed the man out was likely either one of their so–called “Justice Warrior” or just another accomplice.
The officer replied, “Mason Webb.”
Allen issued an order. “Investigate this man thoroughly. Keep him under surveillance.”
The officer answered, “Understood, Chief.”
Mason Webb… That name rang a bell.
Aria
; the lav
ring her
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