Chapter 1471: 664 Is It Right or Wrong_1 Chapter 1471: 664 Is It Right or Wrong_1 “Whether or not it’s nonsense, Miss Hart, co with us for a little inquiry to clarify the truth.”
Madon Linggo, dressed in police uniform, marched in with long strides.
Everyone present knew then that things wouldn’t be that simple.
Madon Linggo held a high reputation in Pethkids, providing a sense of safety but also fear, an existence ordinary people wouldn’t dare or wish to encounter.
He had just been promoted and transferred to Lostswa not long ago, why would he suddenly appear in Pethkids at this ti?
Bellona Capris’s pupils suddenly contracted, suppressing the panic at the bottom of her heart and lowering her eyes without changing her expression.
Alora Hart was all too familiar with Madon Linggo.
She instinctively backed away, shaking her head, “No…
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Officer, you’ve got the wrong person, I don’t know anything…”.
“Miss Hart, do you recognize this voice?”
Bellona Capris pulled out a voice recorder and flicked the switch on.
A familiar female voice imdiately sounded.
“I can’t wait any longer, you must ensure Digby Hart can never get out.”
This was the voice of Alora Hart, and everyone seed to still feel the gritted teeth she had when she uttered these words.
Everyone present gasped collectively, their eyes wide with fear as they looked at Alora Hart.
Alora Hart’s face went pale.
She rushed forward recklessly, trying to seize the recorder from Madon Linggo’s hand.
Madon Linggo snorted coldly, stepped back, and watched as Alora Hart clumsily fell onto the carpet once again.
“He is your own father, are you sure you want to do this?” It ca from a seductive female voice, leisurely and lazy with a sense of enjoying the drama, more like a gentle temptation.
“Has he ever treated like his own daughter?
I’m just treating others as they treat .”
“These are phone recordings legally obtained from your call history by the police.
Alora Hart, you are suspected of intentional homicide, conspiring with overseas reactionary forces, betraying national secrets, issuing financial bills illegally, insider trading and leaking insider information cris, manipulating security futures trading prices, and other charges.
You have been approved for arrest by the Highest People’s Prosecution office, you have the right to remain silent, everything you say to any police officer can be used as evidence against you in court.”
Madon Linggo presented the arrest warrant, his judgnt chillingly ruthless.
Two policen rushed out from behind him and handcuffed Alora Hart’s wrists.
Alora Hart was still stunned.
As the police enforced her arrest, she suddenly scread like a mad woman: “I didn’t do those things, you are framing , are you doing this on purpose?”
Alora Hart glared at everyone present.
At this mont, everyone’s eyes reflected a rciless mockery and contempt towards her.
A person who could murder even her own father was beyond redemption.
“Mother, can’t you save ?
I’m being frad,” Alora Hart pleaded to Maggie Wood.
Maggie Wood laughed coldly, finding it extrely ludicrous.
“You poisoned , attempted to assassinate Mr.
Hart, Alora Hart, you are a deeply wicked person, devoid of gratitude, only desiring more every ti.
I guess Mr.
Hart and I must have owed you in our past lives.
Never call mother again, it disgusts .”
Sanny Groove walked to Maggie Wood, placing her arm around her shoulder, providing her silent comfort.
Alora Hart attempted to struggle, but was pinned down by the two policen.
However arrogant she seed when she ca in matched how pathetic she seed when leaving.
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Life was just like this, one second in heaven, the next in a quagmire.
Sanny Groove voiced the doubts in most people’s hearts: “The person on the call with Alora Hart is the overseas reactionary force, right?
I wonder if the police have identified the force.
For the people of Pethkids, these people are always a threat.”
“Ms.
Groove, rest assured, everything is under the control of the police.
The net of heaven is wide and loose, and they cannot escape.”
Sanny Groove revealed a relieved smile: “Thank you, Officer.”
Bellona Capris rubbed her forehead: “Siao, I’m going to the restroom.”
Regardless of what the man next to her might think, she hurried towards the restroom.
After locking the restroom stall door, Bellona Capris imdiately took out her phone from her handbag, dialed a number, the busy signal making her extrely irritated.
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