Chapter 564


    There were at least seven restaurants that used additives. But why was he the only one being taken to


    the police station?


    "Stop the crap, would you?" The police officer reprimanded impatiently.


    There was no why, except that he had messed with someone he should not have offended, such as the


    president of the Valentine Group.


    Now, he could only me himself. He had dug his own grave by pissing off Mark Valentine.


    The interrogation ended, and the police officer turned t o Mark, looking for his instruction.


    "Leave us alone." Mark said.


    The two police officers nodded, walked out in tandem, and closed the door behind them. Mark picked


    up the coffee and gave it a little swirl without saying a word.


    There were only the two of them in the office. No one was talking, and the air in the room was tense.


    Such a person was too intimidating. The restaurant owner shifted his posture. "You are abusing your


    power."


    Mark was nonchnt. He nodded to agree with the


    restaurant owner. "Who asked you to add additives to the horchata?”


    "Myself." The restaurant owner looked up and met his eyes.


    Mark rubbed the coffee cup with his fingertips. He was unusually patient this time. "You have onest


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    The restaurant owner gave the same answer.


    Since this was the case, it was pointless to continue talking. Mark brushed down his clothes, got up,


    and left.


    The police officers came in and threw the restaurant owner into jail.


    "It was my fault, and I have pleaded guilty. When can I be released?"


    "We don''t know at the moment."


    After the police officers left, the restaurant owner leaned against the cell wall and panted.


    That man had nearly scared the hell out of him. But he had managed to keep hisposure.


    He would not divulge the identity of the person who instructed him to use food additives.


    A ck gun was pointed at his head as the man threatened to kill his family members if he was to tell


    the police.


    If he insisted on not divulging any information, he and his family would be safe on top of getting $


    800,000.


    But if he was to tell the police, the consequences would be disastrous.


    After checking all the spots as shown in the surveince camera footage, he found nothing unusual.


    He was confident of his findings. His gut feeling told him that something was really wrong.