A day had passed since Bethany was brought in for questioning in the middle of the night.
The past 24 hours have been torture for a privileged heiress like Bethany. Although she was well-fed,
her eye bags were heavy, and her face was haggard from the barrage of questions. She had not been
out of her seat for hours.
The intense glare of the spotlight could roast her carefully maintained hair.
It was just pure anguish.
âI didnât. I didnât send Xena to be a corporate espionage. I have nothing to do with it. Bella set me up!
Iâm innocent!â
Bethany was worn out. Despite feeling tired and sleepy, she continued to deny ever getting involved.
The door to the interrogation room opened.
A man in a sleek suit, carrying a black briefcase, entered the room with confidence.
âOfficers, I am Ms. Bethany Salvadorâs defense attorney. My name is Hunter Lovett:â
Hunter Lovett?
Bethanyâs dead eyes lit up.
Hunter looked at her with a smile. His gaze was rather consoling. âI need a word with my client.â
Bethany followed Hunter to another room. She was only allowed visitation with her lawyer.
âDid my dad send you, Mr. Lovett?â
Bethany grabbed Hunterâs hand as tears rained down her face. âSave me. I canât go on like this.â
âDonât worry, Ms. Salvador. I took your case because I am confident about clearing you of the charges.â
Hunterâs voice was soothing, but his eyes were sharp. âBut before that can happen, I need your full
cooperation. I need to know the full story, and I expect no lies.
âSure thing!â
Bethany nodded incessantly. Since Hunter was able to get her mother out of trouble before, he must be
able to help her. Hence, Bethany gave the full account.
Hunter listened to the whole thing with a blank face.
âMr. Lovett, can you figure out a way to deal with Bella? Sheâs evil.â
Bethany pounded the desk in rage. âIf it were not for that bitch, I wouldnât even be in this situation.â
âMs. Thompson is the plaintiff, Ms. Salvador. Sheâs the victim. I donât have to remind you that sheâs the
daughter of Wyatt Thompson.
Hunterâs eyes were dark. âWe are facing a huge challenge. Ms.
Thompson is relentless. You would be lucky to get away with it, so you shouldnât ask for more.
Bethany was annoyed to be told off.
However, she needed to curb her temper as she needed Hunterâs help.
âThe witness is the journalist, Xena Gordon. The fact that she had an affair with the director of
Headlines could come in handy. We can use this information to question the reliability of her account.
Hiding his emotions behind his eyes, Hunter twirled his pen. âWe have a suspect called Henry Yates.
He went out with Xena Gordon before the whole thing went down. Thatâs our best chance to get the
charges dropped.â
âA-Are you saying that we can put the blame on Henry?â Bethany whispered in surprise.
Hunter let out a thought-provoking smile.
Bethany asked, âBut would he take the fall? As far as I know, he broke up with Xena.â