The next day.
Alia Miles, accompanied by Benjamin Harper, visited the police station once again.
Gabriel Miles has been arrested.
I heard that when he was caught, he was at a club fooling around with several hostess girls.
Eleanor Shaw was also there, and she had a big fight with Gabriel, making the scene quite ugly.
Upon hearing this news, Alia Miles couldn’t help but let out a sarcastic laugh.
Gabriel Miles, that hypocritical old man, at his age still knows how to play!
"Miss Grant, Gabriel has already confessed."
The lawyer accompanied Alia Miles to see the relevant officers handling the case.
After thanking the officer, Alia Miles pondered for a mont and asked, "Besides him, has anyone else confessed?"
Her mother was killed, and Eleanor Shaw was aware of it.
She should also be brought to justice.
"No one else."
The officer replied, "Gabriel said that all the actions were his idea alone and unrelated to others."
So, Gabriel sheltered Eleanor Shaw, taking all the responsibility upon himself.
How extrely devoted!
Alia Miles let out another soft scoff inside.
Not sure whether Eleanor Shaw is fortunate or not.
A woman having a man love her wholeheartedly for a lifeti is every woman’s dream.
If they didn’t use such despicable ans, paving their happiness with others’ corpses, she might actually envy them.
However, their actions are just harmful to others and themselves.
Eleanor Shaw has now lost everything, and surely her later life will be quite miserable.
For a forr highly acclaid actress, perhaps living the rest of her life in police custody would be less excruciating.
After thanking the officer again, Alia Miles left the police station with Benjamin Harper and the lawyer.
Looking up at the sky, Alia silently thought: Mom, you can rest in peace now.
"Elly, let’s go."
Benjamin Harper opened the car door, gesturing for Alia Miles to get in.
Alia nodded, about to board the car, when a vehicle stopped behind them and soone got out.
"Evan."
Hearing her na, Benjamin Harper turned back and recognized Iris Nash.
"Madam."
Benjamin Harper politely addressed her.
Iris Nash was dressed in high-end fashion today, with light makeup, looking spirited.
Accompanying her were her brother and a lawyer.
Alia Miles watched her approach, her almond eyes glimring.
This was her nominal aunt.
She seed completely unconcerned and unraveled by her husband’s troubles.
On the contrary, she had an air of cheerfulness when presumably more joyful.
"This must be Henry’s daughter, Elly."
Iris Nash stood before Alia Miles, examining her.
Her eyes bore a warm tenderness, and Alia nodded slightly, calling her "Madam" alongside Benjamin Harper.
Iris Nash looked at Alia Miles, a hint of apology in her eyes.
"I’m sorry that the truth about your mother’s cause of death ca so late. Thankfully, the wicked didn’t escape justice, take good care of your father."
Having said this, she and her brother headed into the police station.
She was there to discuss divorce matters with Gabriel Miles.
She too was about to have a new life.
Alia watched them enter the police station, lost in thought.
The recording sent to Serena Wells was obviously obtained surreptitiously.
Gabriel Miles, being a cautious person, how could he be easily recorded by soone?
This person recording must be close to Gabriel Miles.
And Iris Nash, a woman deeply hurt by her husband, might just be that person.
Alia pursed her lips, withdrawing her gaze.
She didn’t want to pursue it further.
As long as the truth of her mother’s death was revealed, it was enough.
Beep, a ssage arrived on her phone.
Alia took a glance, it was a ssage from Damon Hawke.
"Congratulations."
Damon sent two words over.
Alia understood he referred to Gabriel’s matter, and a smile curved her lips.
"Yes, my mom’s matter is resolved, next, I can devote myself to finding you a doctor. Stay ho and wait for ."
On the other end, Damon Hawke was at Peak Architecture.
Looking at the phone screen, his eyes showed a flash of humor.
"Alright, waiting for you."
This feeling of being cared for by a woman wasn’t bad.
"Master, I’ve discovered so things."
Chase Quinn knocked and entered, respectfully asking.
Damon Hawke’s smile faded, resuming his usual aloof coldness.
"What did you find?"
"I’ve found out that the supply channel for Second Uncle is being brokered by a notorious border smuggler."
Chase Quinn reported.
Damon Hawke’s deep eyes narrowed, knowing that at the border, so illicit businesses, for high profits, used influential insiders to conduct illegal trades.
"Did you find the supplier behind it?"
"Not yet, but the industry knows that the Franen Family is likely involved."
The Franen Family, a very influential family in Country F.
On the surface, they conduct legitimate business, but covertly, they’ve been indulging in shady activities.
Damon Hawke’s dark eyes deepened, "Gather the evidence, wait for Henry Harris to take the bait."
He really wanted to see what Henry Harris and Julian Miles would do.
...
On this day, Alia Miles packed lightly and was finally about to set off for Vexia.
Hunter Miles and Benjamin Harper escorted her to the airport.
Along with her were four bodyguards.
All were carefully selected by Hunter and Benjamin.
Alia looked at the tall, stern-faced bodyguards, feeling both amused and helpless.
To the unaware, they might think she was so big shot traveling.
The formation was too grand.
As she boarded, Hunter and Benjamin repeatedly instructed her, reluctantly sending her onto the plane.
Alia felt warmth in her heart, waved goodbye to them, and boarded the plane with the four bodyguards.
She was heading to Vexia to visit an old Chinese physician nad Mosa.
This old physician’s ancestors once served as Imperial Physicians, and he is akin to a modern-day Hua Tuo.
Once, using seven silver needles, he revived a dying prince from a small border country.
Therefore, he beca highly renowned.
Along with his fa, Moore Pharmaceuticals also rose to prominence.
For years, countless enterprises traveled to Vexia seeking partnerships with Moore Pharmaceuticals.
However, Mosa was a dical enthusiast, often traveling for months at a ti.
Moore Pharmaceuticals was managed by his grandson, Frost Moore.
Alia combed through the docunts in hand, determined to wait for Mosa.
As long as he’s willing to act, he can surely help Damon Hawke remove the Gu from his body.
The plane had already taken off.
Alia felt the weight of take-off and closed her eyes to rest.
Approximately three hours later, the plane landed.
Alia took her luggage, exited the airport with the bodyguards, intending to transfer to Moore Pharmaceuticals in Vexia.
The bodyguards called for two taxis for her.
One bodyguard sat with her in one car.
The other three bodyguards sat in another car.
The driver received the instruction and drove them away.
Not far away, a business car began to drive slowly.
Seated in the back, Alia watched the changing landscape outside and casually chatted with the driver about the local customs.
"Are you going to Moore Pharmaceuticals to visit Elder Mo?"
The driver, a chatty middle-aged man, asked with a smile as he drove.
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