The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 1990

Justin and Bella quickly said goodbye to Nigel and rushed off with Steven, speeding toward the police station.

"Justin, did you cause this mess?!"

Bella, sharp and insightful, got right to the point. Her eyes narrowed angrily at Justin's dark, gloomy face. "I know what kind of person Ian is. He wouldn't dare disobey you, let alone touch that stuff! Did you ask him to buy drugs?!"

Justin grasped Bella's delicate fingers, his eyes red as he looked at her. "Bella, I did ask lan to buy it, but I didn't think he'd do it himself..."

Bella yelled, "You're such an idiot!"

Steven, both anxious and angry, slammed the steering wheel. "Even celebrities in the entertainment industry have their agents handle this stuff to keep their distance and avoid ruining their careers. Ian was brave to buy it himself in such a risky manner! Does he think the Savrow police are just sitting idly by? Doesn't he know that Savrow has recently launched a strict crackdown on prostitution, gambling, and drugs?!"

Bella's palms became sweaty, and her heart felt heavy and anxious. "That's not even the worst part. Everyone in Savrow knows Ian is your secretary. If this gets out, whether he takes all the blame or not, people will still think you're the one behind it, suspecting you of being a drug addict!"NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Justin's brows furrowed deeply, and his eyes turned red. He was not worried about facing criticism or being the target of a scheme. Rather, he was terrified that Ian would take all the blame.

"This could blow out of proportion. Christopher must be laughing in his sleep! He didn't have to lift a finger and relied on your foolishness!"

Bella was so anxious she could hardly think straight. "Justin, if you needed something, you could have told me. I could have asked Aunt Sasha to handle it. After all, she has connections with the Southern Star Syndicate. If that's not possible, you could've told Ryan, who has ties on both sides of the law! But you should have been upfront with me instead of keeping me in the dark. You also shouldn't have dragged lan into this mess. One wrong move and you could be in serious trouble!"

"I messed up here." Justin held her hand as he said, "You can hit me, scold me, or vent your anger on me later. But right now, we need to focus on getting lan out."

"You don't need to tell me that!" Bella glared at him furiously, struggling to free her hand from his grip, but she could not break loose.

At the police station, Ian and the man who sold him drugs were held in separate interrogation rooms, being questioned individually. Despite the police's relentless pressure, Ian sat expressionless, mechanically repeating the same sentence, "I won't say anything until my attorney arrives."

The officer interrogating lan scoffed, his tone aggressive. "You don't have much to say anyway. You were caught red-handed with drugs on you. With the other guy's confession, the evidence against you is solid. Even if Mr. Salvador shows up to bail you out, you won't be walking out of here! If you confess now, we'll consider it a voluntary surrender and try to get you a lighter sentence. But if you refuse to admit it, it'll only make your situation worse!"

Another officer said coldly, "This isn't like the old days. We rely on concrete evidence, not just confessions. Don't think staying silent will save you. As long as the evidence is concrete, we can still

prosecute you!"

Ian's heart pounded like a drum, but he maintained his composure. "I've been framed. I want to see my lawyer!"

The two officers gritted their teeth, preparing for yet another round of questioning when the interrogation room door was abruptly pushed open.

Dressed in a sharp suit, Steven entered with a stern expression, his voice firm and authoritative. "I'm

Steven Lovett, Mr. Harris' attorney. From this moment on, any questions you have can be directed to me. My client has the right to remain silent."

Ian and Steven exchanged a knowing glance, a glimmer of hope igniting in Ian's somber gaze.

Meanwhile, the air in Ralph's office was tense. "Handling Ian's case is going to be difficult."