Chapter 82
Arla Teaned back in her chale and thoughtfully pred at Allen. Allen had more faith in Arta than the Son family did though he and she had met only
“Can I take a look at the case files for that fraud from two years ago?” Arla asked.
Allen’s eyes lit up as an incredible idea popped to mind. “Of courser
Allen quickly stood up, opened the door, and walked away. The smile on his face was bright.
Standing in the corridor, Fryderyk was in shock. Then, Allen told Fryderyk to lem with him.
It took them quite a while to reappear with a box of files, and their clothes were full of dust. The files were placed before Aria,
Aria raised her eyebrow in surprise. “So many files?”
“Many victims,” Allen explained. He then found out the files of the suspects. Back then, only seven or eight suspects had been exposed.
As Aria flipped through the files, Allen gave Fryderyk a look. Without a word, the two men left the room.
Outside, Allen gave his instructions. “The case about Declan is closed. Don’t waste your time on it. Clock out after you take Aria home.”
Fryderyk stood rooted to the spot. “No. I won’t stop till find all those culprits.”
“You can’t find them”
“Why?”
The answer was a secret, and Allen was supposed to keep it to himself forever. However, if he stuck to his promise, Fryderyk would keep disturbing Aria.
Allen finally made his decision. “They’re dead. All of them.”
The car glided through the neon–lit streets. Fryderyky recalled his conversation with Allen when he waited for the green light.
He thought, “Allen said that all of Declan’s accomplices were dead, and he refused to give me more information. Did Aria kill them too? Who on earth is
she?
The car stopped, and Fryderyk escorted Aria to her apartment. The moment they walked out of the elevator, the smell of paint assaulted their nostrils.
When they approached Aria’s apartment, Fryderyk’s pupils constricted. The door had been painted red. On it were black words, Scammer, go to hell and [Murderer
Aria pursed her lips, and the murderous intent flashed past her eyes. Fryderyk glanced at Aria and promised, “I will find the troublemakers.”
He sincerely wished that Arls wouldn’t take action impulsively. “Your address has been exposed, so it is dangerous for you to stay here Wait.”
Fryderyk then hurried downstairs and soon returned with his tools. He carefully cleaned the lock. Before he asked for the password, Aria told him some
numbers.
Fryderyk quickly entered the code, pushed the door open, and looked back at Aria. “Do you mind?”
“No,” Aria responded. Fryderyk strode into the apartment, turned on the Eights, and started a thorough search, He exhaled in relief because there were no signs of illegal incursion.
“Pack up your stuff, and go to the hotel. You had better come back after your name is cleared.”
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Hapter 87
Mathanks for your help, Mr. Retcher. I’ll move in a few days, Goodbye
Thinking that few people could hurt Arla, Fryderyk left. With a High price, Arla hired the professionals to clean her doo
After a shower, she turned on her computer, wrote down the Information of the scammers she had seen in the police station, and send it to Alpha
Alpha: [Who are they?]
Aria: The scammers of a case from two years ago. They got 300 million dollars and made me their scapegoat.
There were other ways to clear her name, but she preferred the most direct one. None of the troublemakers would be spared.
After a short conversation with Alpha, Aria sent a message to another person. I will appear at the Stars Group at 9:00 tomorrow.
The next day, Aria got up, and her attention was drawn to a new post. The Saxon family disowns Aria.
This post added fuel to the fire. To the public, it was strong evidence to convict Aria. More and more curses were rained down on Aria.
[It is said that the police have released her. Is that true?]
[How outrageous! I know her address. Anyone wanna go with me?]
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