The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 2378

Grant asked, “Who?”

“Yvonne! It must be Yvonne!” Clarice gritted her teeth in fury. “She’s been with Christopher for years. She must have heard things about me. She's even met you a few times in Meridan. Now that I’m back, she must have suspected something and has been shadowing me! That incident at the orphanage was the first sign!”

Grant smiled faintly, offering no comment.

Clarice’s eyes gleamed with malice. “Sir, we cannot let Yvonne live! If she suspects me, it doesn’t matter. But if she starts suspecting you and goes to Bella with nonsense, that will be a problem!”

Grant appeared slightly weary. “Your concern is not unfounded. However, I don’t have the time or energy to waste on such irrelevant people right now.”

“Sir, please leave it to me!” Clarice kneeled before him, gripping his hand tightly in hers. “That vile woman is mine to deal with. Whatever it takes, no matter the cost, I will protect you and ensure you claim everything that rightfully belongs to you!”

*

The next evening, in the wine cellar at Yara Park.

“What did you just say? A switcheroo?!” Ralph was so shocked that his brows knit into a frown. He nearly crushed the glass in his hand. “Are you telling me the prison system in Savrow is useless? Are we acting in ‘The Shawshank Redemption’?!”

Bella swirled her glass of red wine in one hand, propping her chin with the other. “More like ‘The Shawshank Swap’.”

She smirked and was about to take a sip when Asher suddenly appeared.

His large hand covered the rim of her glass. “Bella, the doctor told you—no alcohol for a month. Did you forget?”

“Oh, come on! We’re in a wine cellar!” Bella pouted in dismay.

“A prisoner gets switched out under everyone’s noses, and someone else takes their place? This is worse than an escape! If word gets out, the police will be humiliated!” Ralph slammed the table in anger. “No way! First thing tomorrow, I’m reporting this to the department!”

Bella’s gaze turned sharp. “Absolutely not. If Lucas could orchestrate this from within the prison, it means there’s a mole in the Savrow Police. If you report it and make it public, we’ll lose our lead. Worse, we may never uncover Grant’s hidden conspiracy. A lack of patience will only lead to chaos.”

Asher nodded solemnly as he swapped his sister’s wine with a glass of warm water. “I agree with Bella. Acting now will ruin everything.”

Ralph groaned in frustration, burying his face in his hands. He was a police officer driven by an unwavering sense of justice. To know a criminal was roaming free and be forced to wait was worse than torture!

Asher sat beside his sister. “Ralph, has anyone at the precinct been acting suspiciously lately?”

“A colleague?” Bella’s almond-shaped eyes narrowed. She took a sip of water. “For someone to have this level of power, their rank must be fairly high—possibly as high as the commissioner.”

Ralph’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Bella, are you saying you suspect Superintendent Donald?”

“For now, keep this under wraps, act as though nothing happened, and quietly investigate Lucas’ prison records. We need more evidence before drawing conclusions.”