Chapter 176
Camille''s heart went tense for a moment. She gazed at Johnson, wondering if he had an ount on
the Divine Forum.
The truth was that Camille also had her own ount on the Divine Forum. She''d log into the forum
every now and then to read the academic theses uploaded by other doctors. Also, she''d poke
around to see if Dr. Shadow was online or had posted a new thesis.
It had been half a year since Dr. Shadow wasst online on the forum.
"Yeah. I''ve been quite busytely." Camille glossed over the answer.
A hint of suspicion crossed Johnson''s eyes at that moment.
"Have you gotten your hands on a gurdyroot?" he probed.
"Gurdyroot?" Camille hesitated for a moment before nodding with a smile. "Yup. I got it."
Johnson clearly noticed the fleeting confusion. Grimness began to set in on his expression.
Earlier this evening, Dr. Shadow had suddenly logged into the Divine Forum and messaged
Johnson to ask if he had a century-old gurdyroot. After he said no, she never responded to him.
"What''s wrong?" Camille was starting to feel uneasy upon detecting the slight change in Johnson''s
expression.
Could it be that Johnson knew Dr. Shadow privately?
"It was nothing. It''s great that you got yourself a gurdyroot." Johnson forced out a stiff smile.
"Ah. Thanks. It''s too chilly out here, so I''m going back to the manor first."
Camille''s eyes became shifty. She came up with an excuse before hurrying out of the garden.
Johnson remained rooted to the same spot as he stared at Camille''s receding figure. A solemn
expression could be seen on his face.
Was Camille really Dr. Shadow?
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The next morning, Hera stepped into the ssroom just as the first bell rang. She had only sat
down briefly when a grim-faced Kerry led a few police officers into the ssroom.
Hushed whispers began to spread across the ssroom.
"Who''s Hera Youngworth? Please step out of the ssroom and go to the police station with us,"
the leader of the troop stated seriously.
All of the students turned around to look at Hera, who sat in thest row. She stood up calmly and
exited the ssroom with the police officers.
"What''s going on?" she asked impassively.
"You''re pinned with assault and battery charges. Please return to the police station with us for
further questioning."
Hera''s brows were instantly scrunched into a frown.
After the leader showed his warrant for detainment, the police officer behind him whipped out a pair
of handcuffs immediately. He cuffed Hera''s wrists together before taking her away.
At the same time, a well-dressed Queenie sat on the couch in the deputy chief''s office at the police
station. Brandon Hobbs, said deputy chief, served her a cup of coffee while sucking up to her.
"Don''t worry, Mrs. Gaskell. I''ll be the one personally dealing with this case for you. Judging from Mr.
Gaskell''s injuries, it won''t be a problem for the court to sentence her to imprisonment thatsts
between three to ten years."
Queenie frowned at her newly done manicure. "Aren''t there harsher punishments? I''d prefer it if she
gets locked up for the rest of her life!"
"That''ll be more difficult to pull off." Brandon looked troubled. "But ten years is more than enough to
teach her a lesson."
"Fine." Queenie relented reluctantly.
After that, she pulled out a check and slid it across the desk. "I''ll leave this matter in your capable
hands, Deputy Chief Hobbs."
Since Hera was ballsy enough to harm Zyler, Queenie wanted to subject her to a fate worse than
death.
Brandon nced at the check, a greedy smile soon spreading across his face. But he wasn''t in a
hurry to ept it.
"You''re being way too courteous, Mrs. Gaskell. Tossing her behind bars for ten years is a walk in the
park for me. But before that, are you sure she and the Everetts aren''t influential at all?"
The police chief was about to retire soon, meaning Brandon would be promoted to the chief''s
position in no time. He needed to be very cautious at a critical juncture like this.
Queenie just chuckled in response. "Don''t worry. The Everetts have already gone bankrupt. In fact,
they''ve racked up a humongous debt, so they can barely take care of themselves now, let alone
Hera.
"Gideon, on the other hand, is quite capable and has amassed some connections on his own. But
those connections of his are just nobodies. They can''t do anything to reverse the situation in their
favor.
"As for Hera… she''s just a country bumpkin from the countryside. Without the Everetts'' support,
she''s no different than a homeless person on the streets."