Chapter 509
When the call connected, a voice answered, “Who is this?”
“Are you kidding me? You don’t know who, fam?” Harvey exploded. “Kill Marcus’s daughter and dump her body at Rhodes Corporation! I want Marcus, Andrew, and Lauren to learn their lesson!”
“Sorry, but the Jayrodale Police Department only catches criminals—we don’t do murder for hire,” the voice replied coldly. “This is Donald, the police commissioner, and I’m ordering you to identify yourself and your location immediately, then turn yourself in.”
Harvey froze, his heart nearly stopped as the blood drained from his face. It felt like his entire body turned to ice.
What the hell just happened? He had clearly dialed the number of those hired thugs, but how on earth did Donald answer the call instead?
Donald barked through the phone, “I’ll repeat myself: state your identity and address, then surrender at the station. If we have to catch you ourselves, you’ll face serious jail time!”
Harvey threw his phone down as if it had burned him. Then, he frantically stomped on it until it was completely destroyed. He gasped for air, trying to calm his racing heart.
Breathing heavily, Harvey muttered to himself, “Thank goodness I didn’t give my name.”
His chest heaved as he tried to calm down, sweat pouring down his face. That had been far too close. If he had said anything incriminating, not even divine intervention could have saved him.
The realization hit him like a truck: he had accidentally called the police commissioner to order a hit. The absurdity of it all made him almost want to laugh, but the weight of the situation crushed any humor he might have found.
His face darkened as he reflected on his string of misfortunes.
First, Brad’s screw-up had exposed his affair with Serena, dragging the Weller family into a massive scandal. Then, it turned out that even the thugs he hired had been arrested.
This meant that Marcus’s daughter, Lucy—his leverage—was now completely out of his control.
“Andrew!” Harvey growled through gritted teeth. “It has to be that bastard Andrew! No one else would dare pull off something this calculated!”
Harvey did not need a genius to piece it all together. Andrew must have orchestrated everything—having the hired thugs arrested, rescuing Lucy, and personally helping the police take Brad down.
From there, they used Brad’s testimony to unravel the Weller family’s plans and hit them where it hurt. It was a brutal and masterful move. Even Harvey had to begrudgingly admit it was impressive—though it only fueled his hatred further.
Before he could fully process his next steps, his butler burst into the room, pale and frantic. “Sir, we have a problem! The police are here!”
Harvey’s heart sank, but he forced himself to stay calm. He wondered if Donald had somehow identified him. Then again, that was impossible because he had not given his name during the call.
Soon, more than a dozen fully armed police officers entered the Weller family living room.
One officer, standing at the front, declared, “Mr. Weller, your family has been implicated in hiring criminals to kidnap Marcus Chapman’s daughter in an attempt to steal trade secrets. You need to come with us immediately.”
Harvey’s face turned grim as the officer’s cold, formal tone echoed in the room. What should have been a perfect plan had completely backfired.
His chest burned with fury, and he clenched his fists so tightly his knuckles turned white. He thought, ‘Andrew, I swear… this isn’t over. I’ll see to it that one of us doesn’t live to see the end of this!’