?Chapter 1993


    This hurdle was passed safely.


    Ian walked out of the interrogation room, keeping a straight face despite his trembling legs.


    Justin had once again put him through another harrowing experience. He definitely deserved a bonus for his performance!


    To avoid any suspicion, Be left through the back door of the police station. Meanwhile, Justin and Steven, posing as Ian''s legal attorney, escorted him out of the main entrance.


    Strangely, they had expected to be surrounded by a bunch of reporters outside, but it turned out to be empty.


    Steven scratched his head. "No one? I even prepared a statement."


    "It seems that someone received the news thatn was released without charges. There''s no need to pay off reporters to clear his name now," Justin said, his eyes cold and stern.


    "Damn it," Steven cursed, unable to contain his frustration.


    "I''ve already instructed the Salvador Corporation''s PR team to work overtime to remove trending searches and keep thements under control, minimizing the impact as much as possible."


    "Tomorrow morning, thewyers from Salvador Corporation will issue a legal letter. Any media outlets that cover this story too extensively can expect to get summoned to court," Justin said, his gaze unwavering.


    Ian''s head hung low, feeling extremely guilty as tears welled up in his eyes. "Mr. Salvador, I''m sorry. I messed up and almost got myself into serious trouble."


    Justin''s expression softened, his voice low and reassuring. "If you have anything to say, let''s talk about it when we get back to the office."


    At that moment, someone honked them.


    The three men turned to see two ck Mercedes-Benz speeding toward them, stopping abruptly in front of them.


    The window of the first car rolled down, revealing Be''s delicate and beautiful face.


    "Justin!" Be called out.


    Justin was taken aback. "Be?"


    Then the window from the passenger side rolled down, revealing Elias''s roguish face. He shed a grin and said to Justin, "Mr. Salvador, if you''re not too tired, how about a visit to my ce?"


    By the timen was released, it was already the wee hours of the morning.ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    Justin and Be followed Elias to the Southern Star headquarters, arriving just before dawn.


    Despite the hour, their minds were too preupied with uncovering the full story to think about sleep.


    The two sleek cars pulled into a normal-looking building, but it was actually a luxurious club.


    Elias punched in a code to unlock the entrance, and the group was met with jaw-dropping sight once they stepped inside.


    The interior wasvish and indulgent. Numerous gambling tables were abuzz with activity, and the ce was packed with well-dressed men and women, indulging in the pleasures of the night.


    While Be and Justin remainedposed, Steven and Ian were left in awe and amazement!


    Ian eximed, “Mr. Storm, this club must have cost millions! The money in your line of work really flows, doesn''t it?"


    Elias chuckled. "Mine? You tter me. All of this belongs to Mr. Jenkins, and what belongs to Mr. Jenkins ultimately belongs to Ms. Sasha."


    His eyes softened with affection at the mention of Sasha.


    Justin looked at Elias sincerely, feeling grateful. "Mr. Storm, we couldn''t have done it without your help. I owe you a debt of gratitude. I''ll make sure to return the favor someday."