Five Years Wasted Now They Beg Her Back novel Chapter 486

Grace swayed as the door to the interrogation room closed.

“Ma’am!”

Felix rushed to steady her. “Don’t worry, Mr. Clarke is on his way. And Mr. Wilson is already preparing the paperwork. We’ll bail her out the first chance we get.”

Grace stared at the shut door, consumed by self-reproach.

“Elliot.”

She turned to Elliot, who had been standing by with a guilty look on his face. “Do you have any sway in there?”

Elliot looked troubled. “The economic crimes unit is handling this case. It involves a huge sum of money, and the media is all over it… But I can request to sit in on the interrogation and do my best to make sure they go easy on Miss Dawson.”

“Please,” Grace’s voice was almost a plea. “Don’t let them scare her. She gets frightened so easily, really… please don’t scare her.”

A heavy weight of guilt settled in Elliot’s chest. He had been in Jarrow City for a year now and had gotten to know Grace’s best friend a little.

Ivy was straightforward and kind, a genuinely likable and good-hearted girl.

“Don’t worry. I’m going in now.”

Elliot pushed the door open and went inside.

The hallway was empty except for Grace, Felix, and Mr. Wilson.

Time ticked by, second by second.

Grace leaned against the wall, Ivy’s calm face flashing in her mind over and over.

And Serena’s triumphant smile.

She lifted her head, wiped the tears from her eyes, and her gaze hardened with resolve.

What was the point of crying? She had cried for five years, and what did it get her?

“Felix.”

Grace had regained her composure. “Contact the media.”

“If Serena wants to use public opinion to ruin Ivy, then I’ll use it to save her.”

“Also, look into a company called ‘Stellar Tech.’”

Grace narrowed her eyes. “If she wants to play dirty, then she can’t blame me for what comes next.”

If it was time to settle scores, she would settle all of them, new and old.

Felix’s spirits instantly lifted.

“I’ll get on it right away!”

Grace’s heart plummeted. “What do you mean?”

“This Lucian Chow… he’s not just some con artist who scams women out of their money.”

“What are you saying?”

Damien pulled out several printed surveillance screenshots and investigation reports.

In the less than a month that Ivy had been in contact with Lucian Chow, he had gone to her company every day. Each time, he used the excuse of bringing her a homemade lunch or picking her up from work.

Damien pointed to one of the screenshots. “Look at this one. The timestamp is last Wednesday afternoon. Ivy had an emergency meeting and was going to have Lucian wait for her in the coffee shop downstairs, but he refused.”

Grace looked at the photo.

“He stayed in Ivy’s office, alone, for a full hour,” Damien said with a cold sneer. “An hour is more than enough time for him to cause a lot of trouble.”

A chill ran down Grace’s spine.

Ivy must have been so touched at that moment, thinking this man was willing to sit in her office for an hour just to wait for her.

“And then there’s the house.”

Damien pulled out another document, his voice laced with mockery. “Ivy’s property deed is a fake.”