nche Capra probably had no idea that this wonderful breakfast might be thest enjoyment of a peaceful day.


    She didn’t even notice how unnaturally York Charlie, sitting across from her, looked as if he had done something wrong and was defending himself.


    In the end, York Charlie was afraid to tell nche Capra what she was about to face.


    Nor dare he tell her that it was all his doing.


    It was toote for him to regret it.


    After breakfast, nche Capra parted from York Charlie, and he left the vi first, while she stood behind her, looking in the direction of the car and smiling with relief.


    The servants behind her were happy for her, “Great, it feels like President Charlie will be back with Mrs. soon.”


    nche Capra dared not be too happy too soon.


    But right now, it would be a lie to say that she wasn’t looking forward to it, the smile on nche Capra’s face deepened, “I hope so.”


    Perhaps because this short-lived happiness came so suddenly, nche Capra always felt uneasy in her heart.


    It even made her breathing heavy.


    The maid suddenly called out behind her, “Ah, it’s raining.” Saying that, she immediately rushed out of the doorway and collected in those towels with the bedsheets that were drying in the front yard.


    “This rain is also falling at the drop of a hat, it was clearly fine just now.” A colleague on the other side chimed in to help, and the maid responded, “That’s right, but winter weather is so unpredictable, there are more rainy days than sunny days.”


    “Winter is really long this year.” nche Capra also sighed with emotion, and then went back to her room to prepare her materials, and asked the driver to send her to thepany to work.


    Along the way, nche Capra was still thinking about what she should do next to raise capital without that one hundred million dor loan.


    Thinking through her mind and not able to think of a response, nche Capra’s head was the first to ache, she rubbed her temples, frowned, and closed her eyes to rest her head.


    She had promised York Charlie today that she would guard the Charlie Group, and she definitely couldn’t go back on her word.


    For now, there was only one step to take.


    The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, nche Capra’s car window which had been opened a little slit was now constantly spraying water in, so she had no choice but to close the window.


    The car was stuffy and she took a deep breath and said to the driver, who was worried about the road and looking worried, “No need to be nervous, I’m alreadyte anyway, so just drive slowly.”


    “Yes, thank you very much.”


    nche Capra had no idea that she was so close to being considered guilty of absconding when she acted this way.


    By the time she reached the office, the rain had finally let up a little, and nche Capra walked into the office, supported by her driver’s umbre, and just as she entered, her keen nerves were quick to detect a hint of something strange.


    There it was again, everyone was talking about her, but not daring to speak up.


    Whatever it was, nche Capra knew nine times out of ten it couldn’t be good.


    As she thought, it really wasn’t pretty.


    Just as she reached the office door, she saw the secretary looking at her with a difficult face, wanting to speak.


    nche Capra asked, “What is it?”


    “A guest hase to see you.”


    “Who?”


    “You’ll find out when you go in.” The secretary silently headed for the pantry, as if trying to avoid it.


    nche Capra pushed open the door only to see a group of police officers standing in her office, just waiting for her to arrive.


    Thinking they were here about Moore Howard, nche Capra asked, “Any news from Moore Howard?” There was a hint of expectation in his tone.


    The policeman shook his head expressionlessly, “We’re not here for you today for the Moore Howard matter.”


    “Then what … is it?” nche Capra didn’t know what else she was asking the police for.


    “It’s been reported that you’re suspected of fraud, as well as illegal financing, and misappropriation of public property, so pleasee with us to the station.” The police said as they pulled out the handcuffs.


    nche Capra couldn’t believe they were real, but the handcuffs were right in front of her eyes, glinting silver.


    She took two steps back, “No way, I didn’t do this.”


    She truly hadn’t done it – how pale the words sounded.


    “Did you, everything still depends on the evidence.”


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    nche Capra walked the walk; she hadn’t done anything unseemly to fear an usation.


    But what she didn’t expect was for the police to give an affirmative answer, “We wouldn’t havee to arrest you if we didn’t have any evidence, so please cooperate with us.”


    nche Capra’s eyes widened, and she could only exhale a weak breath between her slightly parted lips and teeth, and ultimately didn’t put up any more of a fight, and watched as she was handcuffed by the police and led away from the office.


    When she left, she was still wearing a Burberry suit from this year’s fall/winter collection, with a sparkling diamond ring on her hand, her long hair coiled up, revealing her tiny ears and a pair of jeweled earrings.


    The understated luxury entuated nche Capra’s aura and made nche Capra look even sadder at the moment – there was something pathetic about the way she was led out of the the Charlie Group’s HQ by police with her hands behind her back, handcuffed.


    …


    Francesca Jones has a wide social circle, so is very well informed, and he knows a lot of things before they’re even publicized.


    Including this time nche Capra was going to be picked up by the police.


    Only Francesca Jones knew toote, and by the time he heard the news, nche Capra had already been taken away by the police.


    He drove like a madman to her office, looking for nche Capra, but the building was already closed, because Project 2 and Project 3 also followed the financial hole, the staff was temporarily dismissed, and the general manager was blocked by arge number of journalists at the door to ask questions.


    “Rumor has it that you are President Capra’s right-hand man, is this matter rted to you as well?”


    “Did you know about all the things she did a long time ago?”


    “Does your silence mean we’re right?”


    Now there was actually this way of forcing people to talk, and Francesca Jones was convinced that it was a good thing that the general manager had the decency not to let the wallse down and insisted that nche Capra had been wrongly used, and that she would soon give everyone an exnation.


    “This matter has nothing to do with me personally, please don’t involve me, this is also myst public interview, thank you.” After the general manager finished speaking, she stopped answering reporters’ questions and was led by her bodyguard to avoid the reporters and leave.


    Originally when Francesca Jones came the rain had already gotten lighter, this time the raindrops suddenly got bigger again and would still feel pain when hitting people.


    The reporters were drenched and retreated, and Francesca Jones also returned to the car at the first time, he looked back at the building, the prominent the Charlie Group has be so down and out, it is unbelievable.


    I wondered how upset nche Capra would be if she knew.


    Francesca Jones was sure she wouldn’t do something like that, someone must have tried to set her up, but it hade so unexpectedly that even he hadn’t realized it, and he was nowpletely clueless.


    “Damn it!” Growling angrily in the cramped workshop, Francesca Jones pounded the steering wheel, his expression full of remorse, hating himself for not paying more attention and realizing the problem earlier.


    There was no use talking about it now, the priority was to figure out how to get nche Capra out of the holding cell.


    Francesca Jones tried to call nche Capra, and actually got through.


    nche Capra’s voice was calm but sad.