The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2115

Christopher was nearing the end of his 24-hour detention in the interrogation room.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

In Sentania, Christopher was the constant target of flattery, ingratiation, and fawning.

Upon his return, Christopher dominated the city's nightlife with Pivotage. Subsequently, he seized control of the Iverson Group, becoming the chairman of hundreds of employees.

Bathed in power, wealth, and fame, Christopher became unaccustomed to detention or disrespect.

Every passing moment was an agonizing torment.

It was utter humiliation to Christopher.

"It's nearly 24 hours. When can I leave?" Christopher sat on the cold and uncomfortable chair with his legs crossed in the interrogation room, his eyes grim behind his gold-rimmed glasses.

"What's the rush, Mr. Iverson? We have time." Ralph sat across from Christopher, holding firmly on his own. "Besides, it's 15 minutes more to 24 hours. I can't let you walk out a second less, not after I finally got you."

Only God knew how fast Ralph's heart was racing.

It would take ten minutes before the result of the urine sample was out. If Christopher's result turned out clean, Ralph would have to let him go and bear the responsibility for a wrongful arrest. It would not be easy to catch Christopher the second time.

"I got it. You want to keep me here longer to catch up." Christopher leaned back on his seat, his gaze piercing against his discolored face. He looked at the time. "We can chat. Let's chat about your little set-up with Bella."

Ralph's heart sank. "Stop the groundless accusation, Christopher."

"What about your groundless arrest? Don't tell me that you brought me here just for coffee." Christopher, his eyes burning with rage, squished the paper cup. "But I have to say that the coffee here sucks. If the government fund is limited, the Iverson Group will be glad to sponsor some coffee beans."

"Christopher!" Ralph jolted to his feet angrily.

"What's with the attitude? Are you trying to beat a confession out of me?" Christopher crumpled the paper cup, the veins bulging along the back of his hand. "I'll have you know that I never abuse substances. I never have and never will. You'd be better off thinking about what to say to your police chief in these last 15 minutes, Ralph."

He then closed his eyes.

Ralph was livid. If it had not been for his uniform, Ralph would have given Christopher a piece of his mind and more.

Time passed.

Christopher glanced at his watch with a sarcastic grin as the clock ticked down the last 5 minutes.

The door to the interrogation room swung open, and a police officer barged into the room with the test result.

"The result for the urine sample is out, Captain."

Ralph's heart raced while Christopher smiled deeper.

"It's positive."

The smile on Christopher's face froze. Losing composure, Christopher slammed the table, and his eyes turned bloodshot.