Chapter 380

“Oh my God!” someone gasped.

“Ms. Miller, are you saying that all of this was orchestrated by the Yurchenko Group? And that the so-called victims were just terminally ill people, paid to act out a role?” someone asked.

Aubree thought, ‘Of course! Most of these seriously ill patients are already buried in medical debt and are completely broke. Then someone shows up and says, “If you’re willing to stir up some trouble, I’ll pay you.” Who wouldn’t say yes to that?’

Aubree said ambiguously, “Honestly, I don’t really know the specifics myself.”

Just as she finished speaking, the doors to the auditorium swung open, and several police officers in uniform walked in, their eyes scanning the room as if they were looking for someone.

“Wait, they’re not here for Aubree?” someone thought.

The moment the police showed up, everyone just assumed they were there to take Aubree away because of everything that had happened lately.

Quantavius caught a glimpse of them out of the corner of his eye and felt a wave of panic wash over him. He thought, ‘Aubree has found out about my accounts. Does she know about other things too? What did she do? Did she bring the cops here?’

The more he thought about it, the more Quantavius started to fidget in his seat.

The police conferred briefly with Aubree. “We have reason to believe that a suspect in an ongoing case is present here. We need to look into it, so we’ll need your cooperation.”

Aubree’s eyes curved into crescents as she smiled. “Of course. It’s only right for me to cooperate with you in carrying out your duties.”

Quantavius’s face went from ghostly pale to ashen with dread. The cops were sweeping the place, and he was tucked away in a corner. If they were after him, it was only a matter of time before he got busted.

‘I need to get out of here!’ he thought.

If he could just slip away, maybe there was still a sliver of hope. But if he got pinned down now, with everything he’d done, he’d be as good as dead!

Quantavius’s eyes flashed with a cold glint. The moment he saw the cops busy searching the other side, he suddenly sprang up and dashed for the exit.

He didn’t have a gun – just a military knife. But all the cops were clearly packing heat. Still, he had no choice but to risk it all.

His sudden outburst caused a stir, and all eyes were instantly on him. Aubree’s gaze followed him too. Little did Quantavius know, Aubree had already anticipated he would show up today.

‘Like I’d ever let him slip away,’ she thought to herself.

Just as he was one step away from escaping the hall, two people burst out from the doorway. Without a word, they launched into a flurry of punches and kicks.

Ethan Dillard and Samson Dillard had been posted at the door ahead of time, ready to jump into action the second Quantavius tried to make a run for it.

Quantavius scrambled to fight back. He actually had some skills. If it was just one guy, he could probably handle it. But up against two guys who knew how to throw a punch, he was completely out of his depth.

The moment the cold silver handcuffs snapped shut around his wrists, Quantavius froze. He whipped his head around, eyes burning into Aubree with disbelief and rage. “You played me, didn’t you? You knew from the very beginning I’d show up at this press conference? You knew all along I was the one behind all of this?”

Quantavius demanded answers, but all he got was Aubree’s faint, mocking smile.

She mouthed two words at him. “You lost.”

Quantavius let out a hollow laugh and dropped his head in defeat. He still couldn’t believe that he’d actually lost to Aubree.

The Yurchenko family came from a rough background. When they first tried to go legit, they couldn’t help but use some of their old dirty methods.

Quantavius got blood on his hands, but always paid his way out of murder charges. That account was his fatal weakness.

As Quantavius was being hauled away, the actors he had hired to stir up trouble instantly fell completely silent.

They didn’t even dare to make a sound, let alone cry or protest. It was as if they wished the earth would swallow them up so Aubree and her people wouldn’t even notice them.

Aubree honestly couldn’t care less about them. With the Yurchenko family out of the way, the Wilson family was next on her list.

Today’s drama was just getting started.

The cops hauled Quantavius away, and after three seconds of stunned silence, the whole place exploded with noise all over again.

“Quiet, please!” Birgitte’s voice cut through the chaos, her expression dead serious.

The reporters were practically bursting with questions, but they held their tongues and barely dared to breathe. Everyone wanted to see what would happen next.

Birgitte announced, “As far as we know, the Wilson Group recently provided financial assistance to the Yurchenko Group when it was on the brink of bankruptcy.