The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call



Chapter 1502 Under Control

Kenton looked at Wynter and shared, "To be honest, I don't know much, either. 'That person ' is the second-in-command in the city and is credited for various political achievements. If you insist on investigating, I can share some of the cases I've handled, but the rest is a blur."

He seemed hesitant to disclose the name and made a gesture instead. Wynter arched her brow, silently suggesting that she would carry on with the investigation since she took him away.

Taking a deep breath, Kenton continued, "I only desire to make a fortune, but 'that person' has grander ambitions.

"He aspires to attain remarkable feats, but his health has been failing recently. He needed me to keep certain individuals under control, but I can't provide the details without evidence.

"Who is he trying to control? What tactics is he using?" Wynter asked casually.This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

Kenton lifted his gaze, staring vacantly. "I have no idea."

"I thought you'd have learned your lesson by now, Mr. Wray. Are you ignoring my warnings, or are you seriously convinced the Special Unit won't uncover anything?" Wynter retorted casually.

Feeling the weight of pressure bearing down on him, Kenton prepared to speak when Wynter interjected.

"A girl died mysteriously at the nightclub you invested in. You spent a fortune tracking down her parents, and we both know it's nearly impossible to uncover the truth when the guardians refuse to pursue the case," Wynter shared.

Her eyes instantly turned cold as she continued, "You've taken a smart approach-one drawn from your business experience. And you understand the nature of humans.

"Some parents show no concern about their children as soon as the money is in their hands. But if you think this is all over, think again."

Kenton's face was drained of color. His forehead slicked with cold sweats, and his voice trembled. "H-How did you know?"

However, he quickly felt like a fool. He no longer dared to challenge the Special Unit's authority or keep any secrets.

With his head hung low, Kenton admitted, "This case has been resolved. Unless someone brings forward their grievances, the legal authorities won't act.

"I acknowledge my sins. As for the others, I stand by my words if you insist on investigating them and bringing them in for questioning, I'll give you a list."

Without hesitation, Wynter slid a pen and paper toward him.

Kenton knew he had no chance of survival. His only concern was his illegitimate son abroad -the sole heir to the Wray name. He feared that the others would target his son after providing information.

"Are you sure you can take them down?"

It was rather absurd that Kenton wished for the mastermind's downfall more than else. As an abandoned piece, he had lost all value.

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Considering the usual maneuver, Kenton wouldn't even need to utter a single word upon arriving at the department.

However, it became clear that "that person" had never intended to save him. In other words, he would surely be eliminated as a threat, much like Alden, who had taken his own life.

With trembling hands, Kenton picked up the pen and started to write.

Wynter, seated across from him, observed in silence while keeping track of the time. She needed to return him to the appropriate place for questioning, and any delays might raise suspicions.

Kenton couldn't care less about his handwriting as he scrawled on the paper, just as long as the text was legible. By the time he finished, his whole back was drenched in cold sweat.

Wynter glanced at the list and noted that the names matched her suspicions closely. It appeared that Kenton was indeed telling the truth. Despite his undeniable guilt, she needed him alive.

Tapping on the table, Wynter asked softly, "Why didn't you mention the scholarship committee?"