Chapter 3618
– Hayden, who had remained quiet until now, finally spoke up, “Dr. Carden, why don’t you return to the house to rest? The guest rooms are ready. I’ll take a walk with the others and then head back. It’s too cold out here.”
She was worried that the visitors from Wiltspoon, accustomed to milder winter temperatures, might struggle with the harsh cold of Jensburg.
Even Sonny, who missed Liberty, didn’t want to stay long after the winter break. He accompanied Serenity to FC Manor, as Jensburg’s winter was too chilly for him. A brief visit to see the snow and build a snowman was enjoyable, but an extended stay was not ideal.
Lilian, having just finished a mint candy, remarked, “I’ve enjoyed the scenery of your Queen family estate. Let’s take a quick stroll and head back. Those men are probably still engrossed in their business discussions.”
The men, being leaders in their fields, had much to discuss and rarely had the chance to meet. Even though they had gathered to confront Clarissa, they appreciated this brief time together.
What began as a two-person walk soon turned into a five-person stroll filled with lively conversation.
Meanwhile, Clarissa was far from at ease. After leaving her private cemetery and returning to the city, she intended to go straight to the Farrell family mansion to confront her biological daughter and possibly give her a warning. However, she received a call from her secretary, urgently asking her to return to the office because the police had arrived in large numbers.
Why were the police there?
Clarissa felt a wave of dread wash over her. Had her people’s hidden guns been discovered—had Liberty’s group reported her? But then she recalled that aside from one pistol she had concealed, all the other weapons…
were in Mr. Dunn’s possession. This thought brought her a sense of calm.
The pistol she had concealed was a secret known to no one—not even her closest friends or her children. She had never used it, having acquired it during a more lenient time, and kept it well-hidden.
There was no way Liberty’s people could be aware of it unless they possessed some supernatural abilities like x-ray vision or mind-reading.
Clarissa asked the secretary in a steady voice, “Did the police mention what they wanted to discuss with me?”
The secretary replied, “Ma’am, they didn’t provide any specific details. They simply asked me to inform you to return to the company, or they would meet you wherever you are. They seemed quite serious.”
It felt as though they were there to arrest someone.
The secretary suspected that their boss might have been involved in something illegal that had attracted the police’s attention, but she didn’t dare express this thought. Clarissa had been in a foul mood lately, making everyone at the company anxious and on edge in her presence. Even her three sons had been keeping a low profile, trying to avoid her anger.
“I understand. I’ll head back now,” Clarissa said, confident that her hidden weapons were safe from discovery. She assumed the police’s visit was likely due to a report Liberty had made regarding some wrongdoing at Farrell Group. However, without evidence, she wasn’t concerned.
After all, despite accusations from Audrey and Old Mr. Jimenez that she was responsible for her sister’s death, they had no proof. No matter how much they accused her, she refused to admit anything. Without an admission, what could they do to her?
Clarissa wasn’t afraid of being slandered; she had endured it for the past forty or fifty years and was still living comfortably. Many others hadn’t experienced the same level of comfort she had.