Chapter 790: Chapter 790

Back at the police station, Harry Young endured relentless interrogation for three consecutive days and

nights. Glaring lights hung directly above his head, denying him any opportunity for sleep.

Despite the immense torment inflicted upon his mind and body, Harry withstood all the pressure.

Whenever he was close to giving in, he would think of Shannon and his daughter, whom he never got

to meet. He vowed to endure even if the sky were to collapse.

Suddenly, the door of the interrogation room swung open, and Ralph swaggered in with an indifferent

expression, casually flexing his

muscles.

In front of suspects and criminals, Ralph was no longer the noble seventh young master of the

Thompson family. He exuded such a fierce and intimidating vibe that even the toughest street thugs

would

address him with respect.

“Hey, still hanging in there?” Ralph yawned, dragging a steel chair and seating himself across from

Harry. “Leo, make Mr. Young a cup of

coffee to keep him awake. We’ve got a long night ahead of us.”

“Yes, Captain Thompson.”

Harry gritted his teeth, sneering. “Captain Thompson, aren’t you tired of interrogating me every day?”

Ralph grinned mischievously. “Not at all. I’m young, and my body can

handle it.”

“I’ve told you everything I should have over the past two days. Even if

you ask me a thousand times, my answer will remain the same.”

Ralph’s smile turned cold as he placed a photo in front of Harry. “I’m tired of the old questions. It’s time

for something new.”

Harry lowered his gaze and saw the platinum lily-shaped pendant in the photo. Despite his efforts to

maintain a poker face, he leaned forward involuntarily, his facial muscles twitching with fear.

“Do you recognize this necklace?” Ralph stared at him unwaveringly, tapping the table with his

fingertip.

“I don’t,” Harry replied without hesitation, but cold sweat beaded on

his forehead.

“It’s your belonging, but you don’t recognize it?” Ralph’s chuckle grew louder, tinged with mockery. “You

even had it wrapped in silk and stored it in an expensive jewelry box. It shows how much you value it.

But now you claim you don’t recognize it? Who do you think you’re

fooling?”

“You searched my house! How dare you?” Harry’s eyes trembled. His

fists clenched tightly and strained against the handcuffs.

“You’re a criminal, and I’m a cop. Isn’t it normal for me to search your

house? Shouldn’t you have expected it already?” Ralph leaned back, smiling lightly. “I’ve already

investigated. This necklace used to belong to Shannon Quarry. For you to have stored Shannon’s

personal item in your house with such care, it seems like your

relationship with her is quite special!”

Harry’s face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth as he spoke. “I stole

1. So what?”

“I went to the TS Gem Channel and found people who worked with you over twenty years ago, even

actors who are still active. They all seem to know you,” Ralph continued, his tone firm. “They talked a

lot about you and Shannon. They said that the female star you’ve always admired and pursued was

never Celeste, but Shannon. We have all

their testimonies.”

Sweat dripped down Harry’s face as he cursed angrily, “They don’t

know anything!”

“Not only that… They also testified that you would take every

opportunity to get close to Shannon and were always at her beck and call. At that time, everyone knew

that Shannon and Celeste were

rivals. Not to mention, there was not a single picture of Celeste in

your house, only pictures of Shannon covering the wall. How could you possibly be a fan of Celeste?”