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"Wait." As Aria turned to leave, Libbie pressed a bank card into her hand. "I'm not sure what you do exactly. Everyone calls you Ms. Carver, and you seem like a lawyer. Everything about my daughter's case needs money. "The school tried to give us money as compensation, but I never touched it." Tears rolled down Libbie's face. "I couldn't just accept that Shirley was gone. They kept coming to me, thinking I'd be the easier parent to deal with. But neither of us signed anything. "There isn't much in this account, but please take it. My daughter can't just die without anyone knowing why. I need to know what happened to her in those final days. They claimed she had depression, and said she'd been seeing the school counselor. "But I knew my daughter. She was our little ray of sunshine. Even if something was bothering her, she wouldn't just vanish like this. Right before she left for school that last time, she was talking about the birthday cake I promised to make her the following w

Molly froze. She stared blankly at Aria's retreating figure. Charles pulled at his daughter's arm. "Why didn't you tell me about what was happening at school?" "We can't afford to offend the Karkens. What's the point of talking about it?" Molly bit her lip. She hesitated, then suddenly ran downstairs after Aria, who was putting on her helmet. "I'm sorry! I'll apologize to Shirley's parents! I defended her online with a burner account because I was too scared to use my main. You saw my Instagram posts, right? "When people said she had an abortion, I stood up for her! I even tried to investigate what happened to her, but my burner account got attacked." Aria held her helmet, glancing sideways. "Got it." "You can't take on the Karkens." Molly struggled to explain. "They have powerful connections!" A slight smile crossed Aria's lips. "What a coincidence. So do I." "I hate poor people, and you've probably figured that out. I didn't particularly like Shirley, but her mom's cr

Ian could not believe it. Landon had actually returned! And that made Ian the most vulnerable target. He had planned to clean up all loose ends, but now the Yorks were investigating everyone he had dined with. Landon moved too damn fast. He had not shown his face yet, but he had managed to throw the entire business world into panic. Everyone was watching their backs, wondering if they would be the next target. "Grandpa, someone's calling you." His favorite grandson's voice snapped him out of his thoughts. Ian grabbed the boy's arm. "You went to that address the master gave, right? Are you absolutely sure it was empty?" "It was just a damp cave. Nobody could survive in there. I checked everywhere inside and there was nothing." Ian lost his composure. Standing up, he lowered his voice. "Tell our people to cut all contact. If the Yorks come asking, just say we only heard rumors about Mr. York's disappearance." "Got it." Once his grandson left, Ian called William into his stu

"As a top international school, our students are very united. Some just face more academic pressure than others." Jenny changed her tone as she was trying to avoid conflict. "Kids nowadays overthink everything. When parents aren't attentive to their mental health, there's only so much the school can do. "Shirley's death devastates me too, but we should examine why this happened. Maybe her parents put too much pressure on her." Jenny pointed to the surveillance camera outside. "Two weeks before she jumped, she had a fight with her mother. As teachers, we can't say much about this. Sometimes parents are too harsh and may embarrass their children in public. Kids can break under that pressure." Her words were clearly manipulative. Aria tapped her phone screen and smirked. "So you played a part in this too then." "What part?" Jenny protested. "I'm just analyzing—" Aria cut her off, flashing a police badge. "Save the analysis. Given your leading testimony, we'll take you in directl

"Got it, boss. And so did Ms. Wharton behind me." The call had been connected the whole time. At the other end was Julia Wharton, the principal of Summers International School whom Aria had already arranged to be brought into a police car. She had been called in for questioning unexpectedly. But instead of an interrogation, they had simply placed a phone on speaker. At first, Julia did not understand what they were doing and stayed silent. She knew how to deal with such situations, so she waited for her lawyer as usual. But when she heard them mention her daughter's name, she started to panic. She tried to leave, but they locked the car doors. "A reminder, Ms. Wharton—our Highest Operations Unit answers to no local authority. Your connections mean nothing to us. If you hurt yourself struggling, that's on you." Julia regretted not getting out earlier. "This is entrapment!" Julia screamed toward the phone. "Tiffany, don't talk to her! Tiffany!" She screamed herself hoarse,