Winning Her Heart Back

 Equal Stakes

Beathan licked his lips while maintaining a calm and composed expression.

He said, "I'm a lawyer, one of the most law-abiding citizens. Of course, I'll fully cooperate with the police. I have a permanent residence in Capebatt City, so you know where to find me. If you need anything, just come by anytime."Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

With that, he rose and extended his hand to the two officers before leaving the interrogation room and the police station.

Outside the station, Emelie stood by a car, arms crossed.

Beathan grinned. He adjusted his glasses and continued walking. 'I'm truly relieved to see you safe and sound, Ms. Hoven."

"Relieved? Why do I feel that you were gritting your teeth really hard, Mr. Collins?" Emelie returned his smile. Her smile was even more charming than his.

"Teeth are non-regenerative, so I take great care of them." Beathan stepped closer to her. 'Ms. Pierce, would you mind clearing something up for me? What's up with the body at the bottom of the cliff?"

"The body at the bottom of the cliff?" Emelie feigned confusion, turning to look at Jodie.

Jodie replied, "Mr. Collins must be referring to the immersive murder mystery game we played a few days ago in Mount Cinnamon."

"Oh, that." Emelie laughed. 'Mr. Collins, you know about those murder mystery games, right? It's a game with multiple players. Some play the detectives, some play the victims, and everyone works together to figure out the killer. It's a lot of fun. Next time, you should join us."

Beathan let out a short laugh.

Despite his doubts, the appearance of the body had made him believe it. On top of that, with Elias planning to take Ashley out of Capebatt City, he didn't have much time to think things through. As a result, he came to Capebatt City, and now he was stuck there.

Emelie said, 'For a game to be fair and enjoyable, both sides need to have equal stakes. I can't leave Capebatt City, and now you can't either. Finally, we're on the same playing field, ready for a real match."

Beathan had just one question. "Is Ashley awake?'

Emelie smirked and got into her car. As she rolled down the window, she sweetly replied, "I'm not telling you." Beathan's expression darkened immediately.

Emelie casually rolled up the window, and the driver pulled away, leaving him standing there.

From the passenger seat, Jodie suddenly remarked, "Just seeing his gaze just now made me want to snap his neck."

Emelie burst into laughter. Jodie had a keen sense of danger and was deeply averse to anything that made Emelie uneasy. Clearly, Beathan made her uncomfortable.

Emelie said calmly, "We can't do such things right in front of the police station."

Of course, Jodie knew that. It was merely a passing thought for her.

"Dealing with someone like him requires strategy," Emelie added nonchalantly. "There are a lot of suspicious things about him."

Jodie nodded. 'We all know he's the mastermind behind this, but he's so cautious that we haven't found any direct evidence pointing to him.'

At most, they could take down his secretary. However, Jake was fiercely loyal and wouldn't betray him, no matter how much blame he had to shoulder.

Emelie spoke softly, "What I mean is, since there are so many red flags about him, wouldn't it make sense for

the police to send an intern over to question him every day?"

Jodie didn't quite get it. "Question him every day?"

Emelie said, 'Beathan is from a good family. On top of that, he has a great education, high intelligence, a successful career, and a prominent social status. He's an elite among elites. The worst hardship he's probably ever faced was getting an iced Americano without sugar in the morning."

She added nonchalantly. "So, he must have great pride. He can't stand anything that might make him look bad. Now, if you make him feel like a common criminal, getting questioned by the police every day, what do you think will happen?'

He'd gradually lose his mind.

Jodie seemed to understand. "I'll coordinate with the police on this."

Emelie rested her elbow on the car door's armrest, propping up her head.

The driver finally had a chance to ask, "Are we heading home?"

Emelie glanced out the window. "Let's go to Sunnington Hill."

Sunnington Hill was William's residence.

Normally, whenever Emelie and William were in the same space, Jodie would be on high alert and would feel the need to inform Wesley.

However, she hesitated and didn't say anything to stop her that day. It was mainly because something had happened that night.