Chapter 139
A deal with the devil
Chapter 139 Shidley smiled faintly. âI meant exactly what I said. Since the incident just happened, no one knows who the mastermind is.
Everyone here is a suspect.â
She paused before adding, âBesides, youâre no longer part of Turbo Impact. The team has no obligation to guard your cars. Now that vandals have destroyed them, you want compensation? Fine. Go and ask those vandals to pay.â
Sabrinaâs face tightened, shadows of anger crossing her features, âShirley, you have no right to speak on behalf of Turbo Impact.
Stay away from me and bring Tomas out here!â
Maintaining her elegant smile, Shirley responded, âSorry, but Iâm now the viceâcaptain of Turbo Impact. That means I have the authority to handle your case.â
âYou? The owner of Turbo Impact?â
Sabrinaâs hand trembled as she pointed at Shirley, disbelief clouding her expression. She suddenly recalled how Tomas had refused Richardâs offer and blurted, âit was you. Youâre the one who bought Turbo Impactâs land.â
The moment the words lett her mouth, Sabrinaâs eyes widened as she realized her slipâup.
Shirleyâs gaze became piercing. âHow did you know Mr. Clarke was selling the land?
Sabrinaâs gaze darted nervously. âA teammate told me. Why? Is that a problem?â
So, it was connected to her. If a teammate had really told her, why did she look so guilty?
Shirleyâs suspicions solidified into certainty.
Her smile faded as she leaned in and whispered into Sabrinaâs ear, âYouâre a terrible liar. If youâre involved, youâll meet the same fate as your uncle, Wayne.
Sabrinaâs expression tightened further, and she glared at Sturley, âDonât get too comfortable, Shirley. Do you think Turbo Impactâs land is easy to hold on to? Do you have any idea how many people are watching it?â
Shirley arched a delicate brow, her voice steely and resolute. âWho told you I bought Turbo Impactâs land?â
âIf not you, then who else?â
Shirleyâs eyes narrowed as she stepped closer. âWhat you should really worry about are the people stitting trouble behind the scenes. And yourself. No one involved in todayâs incident will escape responsibility.â
with that, shirley turned and approached a police officer, pointing at Sabrina, âOtticer, I suspect this woman is involved in todayâs incident.â
The officerâs expression grew serious as he regarded Shirley, âPlease explain why you suspect her.â
Shirley responded promptly, âShe had a conflict with the team and left a week ago, yet she left two expensive race cars here instead of taking them. Yesterday, she had a heated argument with Mr. Clarke, and today, the team was attacked by vandals.â
Sabrinaâs face paled as a mix of shock and fury washed over her. She pointed at Shirley, her hand shaking. âYouâre framing me!â
Shirley let out a cold laugh. Was she accusing Sabrina? Sure, she was. So what? Fine, she was done with this! She wasnât going to waste her time anymore.
The officer stepped forward. âMay I have your name, please?â
Sabrinaâs voice rose as she pleaded, âOfficer, sheâs lying!â
The officer remained calm. âAre two of the damaged cars yours?â
Sabrina hesitated before nodding, âYes, but...â
The officer interrupted her, âAnd did you have a dispute with the teamâs management yesterday?â
Sabrina stammered, â1âit wasnât a dispute, jâjust a disagreement.
The officer nodded. âThat will do. Based on those facts, lier suspicion is reasonable. Please come with us to the station to give a statement.â
Sabrinaâs expression darkened, frustration bubbling over, âOfficer, I didnât...â
âRelax, Itâs just a statement, the officer said firmly.
Her anxiety spiked as she tried again. âOfficer, please listen