The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life novel Chapter 148

Chapter 148 Don’t Try To Drag Me Down

Wilbur stood frozen, cigarette dangling between his fingers, as he watched Arion stride past him.

The reality of the situation finally jolted him into action, and he scrambled after his superior, his voice brimming with conviction. “Chief Hoffman, this case is extraordinary. We could finally apprehend Brevard after three years on the run. I just need authorization from higher up…”

His words trailed off as he entered the room, witnessing an unexpected scene. Arion was personally removing Corrine’s handcuffs, his face softened with genuine concern as he spoke. “Corrine, my dear niece, I deeply regret my late arrival. You must have been through so much.”

The officers fell silent, and Wilbur remained rooted at the doorway, his mind struggling to process the revelation. Arion was Corrine’s uncle?

The truth was more nuanced. While not Corrine’s biological uncle, Arion was Jules

uncle by blood.

In her youth, Jules often brought Corrine to the Hoffman residence, and over time, they had warmly embraced her as family.

This led to Corrine naturally addressing Arion as “Uncle Arion” alongside Jules.

While most people coveted connections to the Hoffman family, Arion considered Corrine’s familial acknowledgment a profound honor-not for political gain, but because she represented the heart of both Carl and the entire Ford family.

Corrine massaged her freed wrist, offering Arion a warm smile. “Did Jules inform you?”

Arion’s expression transformed instantly, panic flickering across his features. “What? Jules knows you’re here?”

If Jules knew, then the news would surely reach the ears of Jayden-Arion’s brother-in -law. The thought of his brother-in-law’s knowledge meant potential chaos for his

police station, especially given how deeply the Ford family members cherished Corrine.

A thoughtful look crossed Corrine’s face as she observed Arion’s distress.

If Jules hadn’t alerted him, who had?

Her contemplation was interrupted by an urgent announcement from outside. “Chief, Mr. Jayden Ford has arrived.”

Arion’s eyebrow twitched violently-his worst fears materializing.

After composing himself, he turned to Corrine with a carefully crafted smile. “Corrine, would you accompany me?”

She nodded, and they exited the interrogation room together.

As they passed Wilbur, Arion shot him a stern glare. “You’re coming too. You created this mess, and you’ll help resolve it!”

He refused to shoulder the burden alone.

Wilbur remained bewildered by the situation.

The illegal transaction case involving Corrine seemed straightforward—surely connections couldn’t override clear evidence?