Chapter 142 Ways to Flirt
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A reporter quickly identified the woman: Faye Duncan, a fugitive with a background in bomb–making linked to multiple past terrorist incidents.
Faye had a deep obsession with explosives. After several attacks, her pack had exiled her, forcing her to live as a Rogue in the outer forests of the Werewolf Continent.
Cameras flashed as reporters hurried to capture photos of her.
Caden remained expressionless, his tone frigid as he confronted her. “Tell me, what’s your involvement in the explosion at Eclipse Group’s Warehouse No. 1?”
Realizing there was no point in resisting, Faye admitted without hesitation, “I was the one who set it off.”
“Why?” His voice grew even icier.
She shrugged casually. “I was paid ten million to do it.”
Caden narrowed his eyes. “And who hired you?”
Faye, visibly shaken by his cold aura, hesitated before pointing at Jones. “It was him!”
“That’s a lie! I don’t even know her!” Jones protested, sweat forming on his forehead as he stubbornly denied any connection.
Faye scoffed angrily. “Oh, cut the act, Jones! To impress Marilyn, you were desperate to get rid of Caden and Rosaline. You tracked me down, wired me ten million, and told me to plant and detonate a bomb at Warehouse No. 1. It was all your idea! And now you want to pretend you don’t know me?”
“I don’t know you!” Jones kept repeating his denial like a broken record.
“Still denying it? My team has already looked into it. A week ago, ten million was transferred from your account–the same amount Faye received from you!” Caden’s icy gaze locked onto Jones.
Stepping forward, I stated firmly, “We have both eyewitness testimony and solid evidence. There’s no way out of this, Jones. The police will get everything, and you’ll have to face the consequences.”
Jones‘ legs buckled, and he collapsed to the ground just as the Fostrau police arrived to take him into custody.
Caden surveyed the conference hall with a piercing stare. Clearing his throat, he spoke in a deep, authoritative voice, “I believe everything is clear now. The ‘Ice and Fire‘ incident was a deliberate scheme orchestrated by ‘Heartstone Jewels‘, with Jones pulling the strings. Eclipse Group will learn from this and ensure such a thing never happens again.”
The room erupted in applause, loud and unwavering.
I glanced at Caden, and as our eyes met, a wave of relief passed between us.
The crisis had finally ended. Online, the backlash against Eclipse Group disappeared without a ace, replaced by widespread condemnation of Heartstone Jewels and praise for Caden and me.
“Heartstone Jewels is disgusting! Eclipse Group has our full support!”
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Chapter 142 Ways to Flirt
“Mr. Holbrook is incredibly handsome, and Rosaline is stunning. They’re the perfect match!”
“Unconditional support for Mr. Holbrook & Ms. Sinclair!”
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Reading through the endless stream of comments at the hotel, I felt a mix of happiness and helplessness.
Were Caden and I as perfect together as everyone thought?
“What are you looking at?” A deep, rich voice sounded from behind me.
I quickly locked my phone and glanced up at Caden. “Nothing”
“Is that so?” His gaze flicked toward my screen before he walked over and settled onto the couch beside me, his eyes smoldering. “Are you thinking about making our fans‘ wishes come true?”
I froze. “Huh?”
“So many people are cheering us on. You wouldn’t want to let them down, would you?” His smirk was both teasing and confident.
I was speechless. Could he be any more shameless?
After a moment’s thought, I answered, “I’ll seriously consider it and give you my decision in two months.”
Caden raised an eyebrow, nodded slightly, and leaned in, his voice low against my ear. “Don’t keep me waiting too long.”
His warm breath tickled me.
Feeling my cheeks heat up, I quickly changed the subject. “When are we heading back?”
“In a few days,” he answered casually.
“Shouldn’t you be rushing back to take care of business?” I asked, pressing my lips together.
He chuckled. “Yale will return first to manage everything. As for me, I still need time to recover. I’ll take a few days to rest before heading back.”
I was a bit taken aback–Caden, a workaholic, choosing to take a break? That was unexpected.
Glancing at the clock, I noticed it was already late, yet he showed no signs of leaving.
Clearing my throat, I gave him a dismissal. “Caden, I’m going to rest. You should go back to your room.”
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