Shelby's head was bowed, her tone feeble as she asked, "Wilbur, are you and Miss Faye married?" "No," Wilbur said, sitting up. "What are you two, then?" "Colleagues." After Shelby heard his reply, she sat down next to Wilbur on his bed. She leaned towards him, the front of her dress falling to expose her cleavage and her fair, smooth legs. "Wilbur, I'm really grateful for you but… I don't know what I should do. You don't think I'm a bad person, do you?" Shelby looked at Wilbur. Wilbur took in the sight of a pitiful-looking Shelby gazing at him. "We can talk in the living room. This isn't very appropriate." Yet just then, Shelby inched even closer. She was practically running against Wilbur's body as she cooed, "Wilbur, I need some comfort. Can you make me feel better?" It was the middle of the night, and there was a beauty practically throwing herself at Wilbur. Any other man would have found it hard to resist. Yet just then, Wilbur could sense that something was off.
Faye moved out of the way. Timothy entered the living room with his subordinates and Shelby. Faye's ice-cold gaze swept past Shelby's face. Shelby looked absolutely pitiful, following behind them with her head bowed. Timothy came up to Wilbur and asked, "Are you Wilbur Penn?" "That's me," Wilbur said. Timothy said coldly, "Miss Shelby Seacrest here made a report saying that she was sexually assaulted in your house. You are to cooperate with us immediately and return to the station with us for investigation." "Sure. That's not a problem. Let me change my clothes," Wilbur said. Timothy looked at Wilbur's torn pajamas. "You can change, but we need to take the pajamas you're wearing away with us." "Of course." Wilbur got up and headed for his bedroom. Timothy glanced at the other two policemen, and one of them followed after Wilbur at once. Not long after, Wilbur came out in a new set of casual clothes. The pajamas were put into a clear bag by the officer. "Come with us."
"Understood." Everyone knew well enough just what the Cape was capable of. The Kardon Province branch alone had enough resources and influence to buy out the biggest media platform there was right now. If they were to gather all of Cape's resources in the entire country, there would be few international media brands that would be any match for them. That was why Faye had said those words so firmly. Yet she had more to say. "Send out a warning to the smaller, 'anonymous' news channels as well. If they dare to even post anything about Cape, we'll make sure they disappear from the internet forever." "Got it." "Communications." "Yes." The head of the communications department stood up. Faye said coldly, "Hire whoever it takes to set up a task force to immediately beat down all possible allegations that might surface. Take down any and all comments against Cape and its owner or engage until they die down." "Yes." "Everyone be on standby, right now," Faye ordered. Everyon
Timothy fell silent for a while before saying, "Guess you aren't going to 'fess up." "Nothing happened for me to confess, so why should I?" Wilbur replied. Timothy said, "Two completely opposing statements. One of you has to be lying. You do know that the consequences of lying in a place like this are extremely severe." "I know they're severe, but isn't it up to you to prove who's telling the truth?" Wilbur said. Timothy smirked coldly. "Of course we will, but you'll have to be responsible for what you said." "I know I am. I trust that you're a responsible person who will get to the bottom of this," Wilbur said with a smile. Timothy fell silent. Judging from how cases like this usually went, the women were less prone to lie. That was why he was leaning more towards believing Shelby. But Wilbur seemed extremely calm and confident. He was either really good at keeping his cool, or he was telling the truth. The whole thing was a little complicated. It would require some
"Officer Evans, what do you mean by that?" Faye looked confused. Timothy smirked. "I see that you’ve even got Chief Hemmington involved. The Cape Consortium really is something." "What are you trying to imply? We just happened to run into each other. You're overthinking this," Faye replied with a smile. Timothy was nothing but annoyed. Did she think he was an idiot? It was too much of a coincidence! Chief Hemmington just happened to be running a spot check on his station and also happened to bump into Faye. Bowie even shook her hand voluntarily. Of course, that was supposed to imply something to Timothy. Faye said, "Officer Evans, I'm here to bail Wilbur Penn out on a pending trial." "He can't leave yet," Timothy said coldly. Faye frowned. "Officer Evans, do you know that Cape's legal department has a nickname of its own?" "What nickname?" Timothy said. Faye smiled. "People liked to joke that Cape's legal department is the 'sure winner' of Seechertown. Of course, th
Wilbur smiled. "Timothy's a good sheriff. I'm sure he'll get to the bottom of this." Faye was caught off guard. She was still angry at Timothy, but here Wilbur was calling him a good guy. On second thought, however, it seemed like Timothy had not done anything wrong. He was only doing his own job. Besides, it was perfectly understandable that he was angry at her for trying to threaten him with Bowie. Timothy did, from a professional view, seem like a good cop. Wilbur said to Faye, "Alright, you should go to work. I told you that the truth will come out in the end and lies will never stand the test of justice." Faye could only nod, then left for Cape. There were all these people over there, including herself, who could not rest just yet. She had to plan out the next step, and it was not the time to rest yet. Over at Willow Corp. Yvonne sat in her office, feeling like she was at her wit's end. Willow Corp had been bombarded with messages from banks in the past two days, all
Miranda felt a little guilty but refused to budge. "What? He broke the law and got arrested. How is that anyone else's fault?" Yvonne looked at her mother and shook her head. "You still don't understand just how powerful he truly is. If it really was you, you'd better apologize right now and clear things up. That way, the Willow family might still be able to survive this." "I did nothing. I had nothing to do with this!" Miranda said hurriedly, turning to leave at once. Regardless, Yvonne was certain that her mother had been the one to arrange for this to happen. She knew what her mother was like, and it was going to be almost impossible to get her to admit to her faults. Yvonne let out a long sigh, falling back in her seat limply. The Willow family was going to be done for. Wilbur put all these worries and troubles at the back of his head and drove to the morning market a few kilometers from the house. It was barely nine in the morning, and the market was still open. The
Wilbur smiled at her in response before driving off. Faye turned to look at the table full of food. She was starving just a second ago but had somehow lost her appetite. Wilbur drove for a short while and arrived at Sealake Island. Sealake Island was a resort villa that the Owens family had spent a few hundred million dollars on building. An island was built in the middle of a lake, equipped with hotels and entertainment spots. It was quite a popular tourist destination in Seechertown. Wilbur parked his car outside, then walked along the bridge. Just then, there were around a dozen people sitting in the square in the middle of Sealake Island. There was one chair in the middle, occupied by a man in his sixties. His eyes were bright, flickering with traces of spirit energy. He was the head of the Owens family, Jeremy Owens. Standing behind him were his two sons, Ian and John. On his left and right were the other two major clans of Seechertown, the Torrent clan, and the