The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2135

The days passed by, seemingly peaceful, but there was a strong current underneath.

On the fourth day, a black vehicle stopped in front of the police station. Attorney Lyles stepped out, standing at the entrance with a gloomy face. He took a deep breath before walking inside.

In the visitor's room, a police officer stood guard at the door as Owen met with Attorney Lyles.

"Mr. Hopkins..."

Attorney Lyles had just started to speak when Owen interrupted him, his gaze dark as the endless abyss.

"Attorney Lyles, you don't need to say anything. I understand. I've told the police many times that I did everything by myself. It has nothing to do with anyone else. No matter what my sentence is, I won't appeal."NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Attorney Lyles gritted his teeth, and while he was hesitating, Owen spoke again. "But, before the dust has settled, I want to meet Chairman Iverson one last time. I have some things I want to ask him in person." "Mr. Hopkins, Chairman Iverson's status is different now. He will never see you again." Attorney Lyles lowered his voice, his heart racing with fear at the mention of Christopher's name.

Owen's dry lips pursed into a straight line, his fists clenching tightly.

"Also, I came this time under Chairman Iverson's orders to pass a message to you." Attorney Lyles gradually leaned closer to him. "Chairman Iverson said that you might not have the chance to turn things around, given all the crimes you've committed. In that case, you should go peacefully. He will take care of your funeral and your wife..."

Before his words fell, Owen's heart twisted in fear.

"As long as you admit to the crimes and accept your sentence, Chairman Iverson will help take care of your wife. Otherwise, he can't guarantee whether any natural disaster or accident will befall her."

After saying that, Attorney Lyles got up and bowed deeply at Owen, then turned around and left the visitor's room.

Owen was left sitting there stiffly, his eyes reddening, the burning anger around him almost devouring him entirely, turning him into ashes.

Suddenly, there was a roaring sound in his ears, much like the sound of a building collapsing in an instant. It was also the sound of his faith crumbling.

Attorney Lyles walked out of the police station with a gloomy expression. His phone rang just as he was about to get into his car.

A message entered his sight. [Attorney Lyles, Mr. Salvador knows you're in a difficult situation and can't help yourself. Can we have a private talk with you?]

The words were cold and emotionless, but it made this man, who was nearly fifty, tear up slightly.

Soon, that person sent him an address nearby the police station.

Attorney Lyles' heart thumped wildly, and he said to the driver without a change in his expression, "You can go back first. I've known Deputy Chief Hopkins for some time, and I can't bear seeing him end up like this. I feel quite upset and want to take a walk by myself."

The driver was arranged by Taylor to monitor Attorney Lyles' every move.

"Alright. Be careful." The driver cast an ambiguous glance at him, stepped on the gas pedal, and left.

Ten minutes later, Attorney Lyles arrived at the agreed location.

At the same time, a low-profile black van drove up steadily and stopped in front of him.

Ian got out of the car, and the door to the backseat slowly opened.

Attorney Lyles did not see Justin's face, but he saw his long, crossed legs, spotless gray pants, and black leather shoes, which showed off his status and intimidating presence.

"Attorney Lyles, Mr. Salvador has always wanted to meet you. Please get in the car." Ian smiled faintly and invited him politely.

Attorney Lyles' breath hitched, bile rising in his throat.

Since Lance passed away and he was forced to support Christopher, he had never received such courteous

treatment.