Chapter 885: Chapter 885



Clutching the doorknob, she issued one final warning. “Don’t bother seeking help. You’re confined here. You’re on the suspect list, and your fate is in my hands.”

Dulce maintained a facade of calm, but inwardly, panic was taking root.

She couldn’t believe that her last day with Michael at the design institute might truly be their final encounter.

She hadn’t had the chance to enjoy one last meal he cooked or to bid him a proper farewell. Was this really the end?

Dulce sat in silence, haunted by the image of Michael smoking by the window.

She had long known their relationship might not endure, yet she had wanted to see where it could go.

After three days, Fiona did indeed act, formally listing Dulce in her report.

Powerless to counter the charges, the first person Dulce encountered post-accusation was Johnny, already detained.

“I’m sorry. I had no idea it would lead to this. We were only discussing industry trends!” Johnny apologized first.

“It’s not your fault. It’s mine,” Dulce responded, her spirit low.

After hearing her account, Johnny stood, indignant. “This is outrageous! Don’t worry. Michael won’t let her win this easily!”

Dulce simply nodded. “I believe so.”

She held on to the faith that those who cared would not let her suffer unjustly.

As word of Dulce’s detention spread, the gravity of her situation became clear. Not only was her freedom at stake, but she also faced potential criminal charges.

Møɍɛ ųρɗα†єş ıŋ ɢαℓŋσνєƖş.ƈσʍ The gravity of Dulce’s situation took everyone by surprise. Her friends and family were frantically trying to find solutions, and ultimately, Fannie reached out to Adrian for assistance.

To everyone’s dismay, even Adrian was at a loss.

Fannie paced anxiously. “What can we do? Dulce’s family is beside themselves!”

Dulce’s parents had been vacationing abroad, but the news of her predicament compelled them to catch the first flight back. They were now at Fannie’s house, visibly distressed and tearful.

Joelle, trying to offer some comfort, handed out water to the guests. “It’s difficult to intervene in matters involving national secrets. We should stay out of it.”

Fannie, desperate, turned to Shawn. “Shawn, isn’t there anything you can do?”

Shawn simply shrugged, signaling his helplessness.

Katherine tried to reassure Fannie. “Calm down. They’re still investigating. It won’t conclude anytime soon— not in ten days or even a month. We have time to find a way.”

Bobby, concerned by Fannie’s agitation, chimed in, “Is there no way to arrange a visit with Dulce in the detention center? Not hearing anything from her is the most troubling part.”

Joelle exhaled deeply. “Adrian tried contacting them, but they outright refused.”

A thought struck Fannie, and she turned to Michael, her expression one of desperate hope. “Michael, can’t you see her? Don’t your parents work in the judiciary?”

Michael had remained quiet until then. He was arguably the one with the best chance to see Dulce, yet he struggled to meet Fannie’s hopeful gaze.

When Michael first heard about Dulce’s arrest, he had implored his parents for help. However, they were vehemently against him having any further contact with Dulce once they discovered their relationship. This resistance likely stemmed from Fiona’s frequent visits to his parents around that time.

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