Chapter 499
Chapter 499
The center was in total disarray, security personnel scrambled to maintain order amidst the chaos.
But today’s event was a hit, a real media circus. Every reporter swarmed Edgar like bees to honey,
hemming him in on all sides, leaving him with nowhere to turn,pletely immobilized!
That’s the media for you. Scandal was to them what blood was to a shark!
And this wasn’t just any scandal; it was a bombshell!
Jeff’s son–inw, currently the hot favorite in the mayoral race, was behind closed doors, nothing more
than a corrupt leech, fattening his own pockets and indulging in every vice imaginable.
Who wouldn’t kill for that exclusive scoop? They all seemed ready to devour Edgar down to the bone!
“Mayor, do you want me to call for backup? This is getting out of hand!” his secretary, a worried look on
his face, hurried over to Mr. Bartley.
Mr. Bartley, standing in a quiet corner, left the spotlight to his rival, a smug smile on his face as if to say,
‘Why get our hands dirty when we can just watch the show?‘
“Let’s just sit back and enjoy the chaos, shall we? Why bother with all the fuss? But do make sure my
wife and I are well protected. Wouldn’t want to get sttered if things get messier.”
To prevent further esction, the Chambers family doubled down on security at the front and back
doors of the venue.
Suddenly, three ck sedans rolled up with authority and parked in front of the entrance.
The doors swung open, and out stepped prosecutors in sharp suits, badges gleaming on their chests.
Leading the pack was Arnold, his eyes shining with a serious intensity that was a far cry from his usual
yful demeanor at home. Hismanding presence was breathtaking.
The security guards at the door exchanged nervous nces as the prosecutors marched in with
purpose.
“Excuse us, please step aside. Don’t interfere with our investigation,” Arnold said coolly, his voice
detached and stern.
The security staff didn’t dare obstruct and made way for them.
As Arnold stepped into the lobby, he tapped the Bluetooth earpiece in his ear, “Evadne, I’m in.”
“Hmm? That was too easy. Surprising,” Evadne responded, a hint of surprise in her voice.
“Hey. You obviously don’t know who’s handling this for you. Trust me to handle the critical moments.“.
But Arnold’s braggingsted all of three seconds before the Chambers family’s men swiftly moved to
block their path, a veritable wall of muscle and suit!
“Whoa, looks like you just got served,” Evadne teased, herughter tinkling in Arnold’s ear, “Seems it’s
not going as smoothly as you thought.”
“You can see me?” Arnold’s voice was tense as he scanned the room.
“Of course. I can see you and what’s happening inside the venue.”
Elsewhere, Evadne leaned back, her gaze fixed on the screen showing Mr. Gardner being mobbed,
and Jeff, looking pale and trapped.
“This is turning out to be quite the spectacle. I simply can’t look away,” she mused with a curve to her
lips.
Arnold straightened his tie with resolve, “Just watch, Evadne. The most dramatic part of today’s drama
will be painted by yours truly.”
“That’s all well and good, but Prosecutor Arnold, you still need to get inside for that to happen.”
Before she finished speaking, Thaddeus’s warm hand rested on Evadne’s shoulder, his touch gentle
and reassuring, “Don’t worry, Evadne. I’ve got people inside. They’ll make sure your brother gets
through.”
Her eyes softened, and she leaned into his embrace. Independent as she was, whether as his wife or
as a lone doctor without borders, she had always been a proud, thorny rose.
But with Thaddeus by her side, she now longed to be nothing more than his woman, cherished and
secure.
“I’m sorry, this is a private event. You’re not allowed in,” one of the Chambers family’s bodyguards
stepped up.
“Elmsworth Attorney at Law, prosecutor Arnold,” Arnold’s eyes were steely, “I’m here on official
business. The DA’s office has
issued a warrant for the arrest of Representative Edgar Gardner. Please do not obstruct the course of
justice.”
“We haven’t received any notice. We only know that unauthorized personnel shall not pass!”
The bodyguard’s attitude hardened.
Arnold’s lips curled into a cold smirk, his gaze sharp as ice, “Do you realize that you’re breaking the
law?”
The bodyguard, confident in the muscle of the Chambers family, wasn’t intimidated.
“Look at you all, you’re not official. So scared of us arresting someone, there’s only one possibility:
you’re with the Chambers family,” Arnold sneered.
Panic shed across the bodyguard’s face!
Before they were deployed, Mr. Chambers had been clear: no mention of the Chambers family, just
dy the prosecutors to buy time. If Edgar was taken by the DA, it would be game over for them!
So, they bluffed, “No! We’re not with the Chambers family! We’re here to keep order on behalf of Mr.
Bartley!”
“Oh? You’re with Mr. Bartley? Funny, I don’t recognize a single one of you.”
The calm voice came with approaching footsteps, and all heads turned-
It was Mr. Bartley’s chief of staff, followed by a retinue from the Bartley family.
The Chambers family’s bodyguard was caught in an awkward bind, cornered and speechless!
“How bold of you to impersonate members of the Bartley family right under Mr. Bartley’s nose, and
attempt to frame him.”
The chief of staff was stern, then turned to Arnold with a congenial smile, “Prosecutor Arnold, I believe
you should issue another arrest warrant for these troublemakers acting under unknown orders,
obstructing justice. It’s only right to clear our Mayor’s name.”
Arnold nodded slightly, a faint hint of determination in his eyes, “I’ll see this through to the end.”
“That’s reassuring. You know, our esteemed Mayor has been quite vocal about supporting the
organizational decisions. He’s ready to go the extra mile to cooperate with the DA’s office,” the Chief of
Staff added, seizing the opportunity to sing his boss’s praises–a true political animal if there ever was
one.
The folks from the Chambers family were utterly cowed; none dared to stand in the way any longer.
“Appreciate the cooperation.”
With the urgency of a storm, Arnold strode forward, his team in tow, heading for the conference room!
No sooner had they left than the Chief of Staff discreetly slipped away to a corner to make a phone call.
Meanwhile-
Mr. Thaddeus was yfully entangled with Evadne, seeking a kiss when his phone rang.
“Stop it, Thad, answer the phone,” Evadne said, her cheeks flushed with a rosy hue, her hands
pressing against his crisp shirt, feeling the contours of his well–defined chest muscles, her thoughts
drifting into fantasy.
Darkness flickered in Thaddeus’s eyes, and seizing her moment of distraction, he gently gripped her
chin and nted a kiss on her lips before switching his phone to speaker.
The Chief of Staff’s voice came through, “Mr. Thaddeus, I’ve taken care of the matter you arranged.
Prosecutor Arnold and his team have made their way inside.”
“Much appreciated, Mr. Joseph.”
In the next second, Thaddeus’s imposing figure leaned into Evadne, pinning her against the car
window.
Then, his kiss descended powerfully, iming her cherry–red lips.
His nature, wolfish in its greed, was evident in his reluctance to settle for a mere peck when it came to
her.
Evadne, responding to the intensity of his kiss, her eyes shimmering, wrapped her arms around his
neck involuntarily, yet she was internally startled!
She had seen everything that transpired in the hall through the security cameras.
Had Thaddeus’s inside man been the Mayor’s own Chief of Staff?
The realization was sharp and unexpected!
Mr. Joseph continued with obsequiousughter, “You’re too kind, Mr. Thaddeus. It’s an honor to be of
service to you. And after all,
helping you is like helping Mr. Bartley. The Mayor has been looking forward to today’s spectacle for
quite some time.”
“In the future.”
“Should you need anything else, please don’t hesitate to ask, Mr. Thaddeus!” Mr. Joseph’s eagerness
was palpable, as if Thaddeus was his true employer.
The temperature inside the car rose, their lips and teeth intertwined in a deep and lingering embrace.
Thaddeus reluctantly pulled away from the tender, moist lips, his own lips curving in satisfaction.
It was unclear whether that satisfaction stemmed from Mr. Joseph’s response or Evadne’s passionate
reciprocation.
After ending the call, Evadne’s brow was glistening with a thin sheen of sweat.
“Are you some kind of social chameleon? Getting your foot in the door everywhere. Even amongst Mr.
Bartley’s inner circle?”
She caught her breath softly within his embrace, her gaze soft and coquettish, “Politicians are
calcted, always vying for power and prestige. And a Chief of Staff, that’s a tough nut to crack. How
did you manage to win him over?”
Thaddeus gently stroked her damp hair, raising an eyebrow, “To win him over, it helps when you’re as
affluent and respectable as your man.”
“Such a big head you have,” Evadne lightly tapped his cheek.
“Mr. Joseph has served Mr. Bartley loyally for years, but from what I hear, Bartley is a tyrant,
notoriously harsh on his staff. Working for him is like walking on thin ice. And despite Mr. Joseph’s
many chances to advance, Bartley has deliberately held him back. Tell me, if you were him, would you
stay blindly loyal?”
Evadne nodded in understanding, cracking the enigma, “So when he saw no future in politics, he
looked to the business world. And you seized the chance to promise him some benefits, like, handling
your affairs now in exchange for a future position at the Abernathy Group, right?”
Thadus’s eyes, warm with affection, smiled at her, “Evadne, you’re a true gem, bright and perceptive.”
“Take good care of Mr. Joseph; he’s quick–witted, and he manages to y both sides without a single
drop spilling.”
Evadne’s intelligent eyes twinkled, “We’ll keep him close. He’ll prove invaluable in the future.”
Just as Matthew thought he had everything under control and was about to whisk his sister and her
unfortunate husband away, Arnold and a squad of prosecutors marched towards them with an
unstoppable momentum.
“Matthew! How’d they get in?” Bertha hid behind him, trembling, her aristocraticposure shattered,
Matthew clenched his jaw, his expression darkening as Arnold approached.
“Mr. Chambers, things are not going your way. No matter how you twist and turn, the light of justice will
find its way,” Arnold said, his voice tinged with a mocking mirth, his righteous aura overpowering
Matthew, “After all, Elmsworth doesn’t bear the name… Chambers. Some folks think they can bend the
law to their will, but they’re just deluding themselves–it’s like sleeping on the bathroom floor, never too
far from the filth.”
Matthew’s anger crackled like a live wire, yet he managed to keep his smile stiff, “Mr. Ashbourne, I
have no idea what you’re talking about.”
Arnold raised an eyebrow, “There’s no Mr. Ashbourne here, only Prosecutor Arnold. Step aside, don’t
block the way.”
With that, he forcefully shouldered past Matthew, leading his team into the conference room.
Matthew rubbed at his sore shoulder, his eyes seething with venom as he watched Arnold’s retreating
figure.
“Matthew! What do we do? They’re going to arrest my husband! Stop them!” Bertha was beside herself
with panic, frantically shaking Matthew’s arm.
“Shut your mouth!” Matthew finally snapped, his roar silencing her.
Bertha’s mouth hung open, but no sound came out–she was struck dumb.
Surrounded by a sea of reporters, Edgar’s face was pale, his hair disheveled, his only thought to
escape.
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As the sound of determined footsteps echoed, the crowd parted to reveal the approaching prosecutors.
“Look! It’s the DA’s office!”
Hearing this, Edgar shuddered violently!
At that moment, Arnold strode confidently towards him, shing the arrest warrant for all to see.
The room erupted into murmurs of shock before falling eerily silent.
Only Arnold’s crisp voice cut through the stillness, stern with a hint of precision.
“Edgar, you are suspected ofmitting embezzlement, abuse of power, and trading influence for
personal gain. Pleasee with us for questioning,” he dered, his tone leaving no room for
argument.