Chapter 1272

Chapter 1272:

As soon as Healy finished speaking, his secretary stepped forward and placed a thick folder of evidence before Eaton.

Eaton had already been aware of some of the issue, but as he flipped through the documents, disgust still flickered across his face at the Perkins family’s reprehensible actions.

“Aldwin! Look at what you’ve done!” With a loud slam, Eaton threw the incriminating documents onto the table. Simultaneously, a recording of the debt collector’s confession played aloud, reverberating through the room.

Silence fell like a heavy curtain. Only the voice from the recorder echoed, exposing a sinister truth.

The resident’s death had nothing to do with the Welch Group—it was all a calculated scheme orchestrated by the Perkins family.

All eyes turned to Aldwin, who sat frozen, his face paling as the reality of the situation unfolded before him. How had their scheme been exposed so effortlessly?

Meanwhile, regarding the tragic suicide of the resident in the west of Estresa, the Welch Group issued a statement and made the evidence public for all to see.

The internet was abuzz, condemning the Perkins Group’s despicable actions.

“I never imagined the truth would come out like this. We’d all agreed to relocate, but after the incident, we joined the protest, only to find out it was all a misunderstanding!”

“Welch Group is a class act! It’s just the Perkins family that’s rotten to the core, shielding criminals and framing innocent people!”

“When I first heard that the Welch Group was developing the area, I was relieved. I was glad it wasn’t the Perkins family, who use their money and influence to silence anyone who stands in their way. Now that the truth’s come to light, our project can move forward…”

“I just hope the murderers and that corrupt company don’t get away with it!”

Both across online platforms and in real life, people were furious. The Welch Group was cleared of any involvement in the resident’s death, but the Perkins family’s framing of Healy was exposed. Waves of public petitions flooded the government offices, demanding justice for the Perkins family’s wrongdoings.

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The sound of a knock echoed at the conference room door, and in walked some police officers.

“Aldwin Perkins, we have determined that you are suspected of the crime of framing. Furthermore, we’ve received an anonymous tip about your involvement in illegal profits, with serious consequences. We are arresting you now.”

Aldwin and his subordinate exchanged confused glances, unable to grasp what had just happened. How had everything shifted so suddenly? And why had these police officers shown up with their conspicuous special arrest warrants?

Aldwin’s questions went unanswered as the officers swiftly subdued him.

Up on the highest floor of the government building, Andrew, dressed in a sharp black coat and his hair neatly combed back, observed from a distance as Aldwin and his team were escorted into the police car. He watched for a long moment before finally turning away.

The police had cordoned off the Perkins family’s residence and were carrying out a thorough search for Lilian.

Nola emerged from the basement, personally delivering Lilian into the hands of the officers.

Seeing Lilian bound and unconscious, her body battered with injuries, the arresting officers stood frozen for a moment in shock.

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