"In the future, please don''t hesitate to ask for anything you need!" Secretary Chad offered eagerly,


    treating Justin as if he were his own boss.


    The temperature in the car began to rise as their lips and teeth intertwined in a deep and lingering kiss.


    Justin reluctantly pulled away from Be''s tender and moist lips, his own lips curving in satisfaction.


    It was unclear whether his pleasure stemmed from Secretary Chad''s response or from Be''s


    passionate reciprocation.


    After ending the call, Be''s forehead glistened with a thinyer of sweat.


    "Are you some kind of omnipotent god? You even have connections close to Mayor Solloway?"


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    Be panted softly in his arms, her eyes both soft and coy. "All those people in the political arena are


    cunning, driven by ambition and vanity. Especially someone in a secretary''s position. They''re often the


    closest confidants of high-ranking officials and the hardest to win over. How did you manage to sway


    Secretary Chad?"


    Justin gently caressed her damp hair, raising an eyebrow. "I was able to gain his loyalty because I''m


    affluent and respectable enough."


    "Pfft... What a big ego!" Be teased, poking his cheek.


    "Secretary Chad has been with Mayor Solloway for many years, but as far as I know, the mayor is


    quick-tempered and extremely harsh with his subordinates. Working under him is like walking on thin


    ice, always on edge. Besides, despite several opportunities for advancement over the years, Mayor


    Solloway has deliberately held Secretary Chad back. Tell me, if you were in his shoes, would you


    remain utterly loyal to such a boss?"


    Be nodded in realization, revealing the scheme. "So, realizing that he couldn''t progress in politics, he


    decided to switch to business. And you seized the opportunity by promising him some benefits, like


    helping you now andter securing him a position at Salvador Corporation, right?"


    Justin''s eyes filled with affection, his lips curled into a smile. "Be, you really are a gem of wisdom,


    brilliantly perceptive." "Make sure to take good care of Secretary Chad. He''s quick-witted and manages


    to keep everyone happy without a slip." Be''s eyes twinkled with brilliance. "Keep him around. He''ll be


    of great use in the future."


    James thought he had everything under control and was about to arrange for his sister and unlucky


    brother-inw to exit quickly when Axel, leading a group of prosecutors with imposing momentum,


    approached them.


    "J-James! How did they get in?!" Astrid trembled behind him, her heiressposurepletely gone.


    James clenched his teeth, his expression solemn, as he watched Axel go up to him.


    "Mr. Iverson, things aren''t going your way. No matter how much you try to obstruct or deflect, the light


    of justice will eventually shine through."


    Axel met James'' gaze with a half-smile, his integrity overwhelming James, "After all, Savrow does not


    belong to the Iversons. Some people dream of using their power to oppress others, thinking they can


    rule the world, but that''s likeying on a bed in a toilet. It''s too close to filth."


    Visibly agitated yet unable to respond effectively, James forced a stiff smile. "Young Master Axel, I have


    no idea what you''re talking about."


    Axel furrowed his eyebrow. "There''s no Young Master Axel here, just Prosecutor Thompson. Move


    aside and don''t obstruct the path."


    With that, Axel forcefully shouldered past James, leading his team into the venue.


    James shrugged his shoulders where he got bumped, his eyes venomously following Axel''s departing


    figure.


    "James! What do we do... What do we do?! They''re about to take my husband away! Stop them!"


    Astrid was frantic, desperately shaking James'' arm. "Shut up!" James finally snapped, yelling at her.


    Astrid was so frightened that she immediately fell silent.


    Meanwhile, surrounded by aggressive journalists, Theodore''s face was pale, and his hair was


    disheveled. His mind was racing with thoughts of escape.


    Just then, firm steps from leather shoes echoed, and the crowd automatically made way.


    "Look! It''s someone from the prosecutor''s office!"


    Upon hearing this, Theodore could not help but tremble intensely.


    At that moment, Axel walked up to him decisively, presenting the arrest warrant.


    The venue fell eerily silent.


    Then, Axel''s clear andpelling voice broke the silence, his tone harsh yet solemn.


    "Theodore Savoy, you''re suspected of corruption, abuse of power, and engaging in power transactions


    for personal benefits. Pleasee with us for further investigation."