The Good Girl's Revenge

Chapter 430

Now that the manuscript was lost, even if the theft had nothing to do with her, as the director, she had

to take responsibility for the improper protection. And she had no reason to refute it.

When she realized that Derek was not at the company, she felt depressed. The receptionist told her

that he was away on a business trip and would not be back for a week or so.

Derek may not even know her situation in the company. So she smiled bitterly in her heart as she felt

that she was rather unlucky.

When something occurred to her, Derek happened to be absent from the company. Damian naturally

followed Derek on the business trip. There was no one to help her within the entire Xavier Group.

Meredith did not know that at the moment she was captured, the person who was secretly protecting

her immediately contacted Derek, who was on a business trip.

At that time, Derek was negotiating with the partners. Damian received a call. Not daring to delay or

hide anything, he told his boss directly.

Derek stood up in an instant, didn't even have time to explain, and left the table in big strides. He left

the business partners directly on the negotiation table.

Damian had expected what his boss would do. Since his boss was unreliable, as the assistant, he had

to stay to clean up the mess.

In D City.

After Meredith was brought into the police station, she was locked up in the interrogation room. Soon, a

male interrogator and a female interrogator came in with documents.

She sat in her seat and watched her hands being handcuffed to the railing. She frowned, "If I didn't

hear you wrong, I'm just here to cooperate with your investigation."

"In the case of theft, you do not have any substantial evidence to prove that I am involved. In that case,

this..." She said, gesturing for her hands.

The female interrogator had a serious face, while the male interrogator looked lazy and he even

yawned. They did not seem to have heard her complaint.

Meredith's face darkened, "Excuse me, can you hear me?"

The two people finally looked at her. Then the female interrogator sneered, "Do you know what this

place is? You are not at home. Since you're here, be obedient. How dare you make a request? So

outrageous."

"There are rules everywhere, especially in the police station. Before you have proof against me, I am

not a prisoner. You have no right to treat me like a prisoner."

The male interrogator waved his hand, "All right, cut the crap. You're right. We have rules here too.

That's what we do here."

The female interrogator looked at her coldly and began to ask about her basic information, her name

and gender. Meredith answered them one by one.

"I can answer your question now. First, according to our preliminary investigation, the rest of your

department can prove that only you have a complete copy of the stolen manuscript."

"Second, we did a crime scene investigation. Your computer has no trace of intrusion. Even your office

has no footprints or fingerprints of a second person other than yourself."

"Last but not least, we have just received the latest news that a 5 million dollars remittance has entered

your account. The large sum arrived yesterday evening. The remitter's account indicated that it was

from overseas."

"Based on these three points, we have every reason to believe that this theft case is conducted by you.

The five million remittances will be the best proof."

Meredith, "..."

She frowned. If that was the case, she suddenly had nothing to say. However, the truth was that she

really didn't know what was going on.

"Five million? I'm sorry. I have no idea about it. Can you please check the remitter?"

The female interrogator sneered, "Ten out of ten people who come here will say they were wronged.

Your denial is not fresh to us."

"But it doesn't matter. With all the evidence, it doesn't make any difference if you admit it or not. We can

basically draw a conclusion."

Meredith, "..."

"Wait, what do you mean you can draw a conclusion?"

"According to your logic, you can prove that I am the most suspicious, so what? According to your

investigation, you ruled out the possibility of others committing crimes, but you didn't find any evidence

of my crimes, did you?"

"If you can't find anyone else, does it mean that I did it? Your conclusion is too hasty and irresponsible."

She got angry.

"You're trying to quibble." The male interrogator coughed lightly and knocked on the table.

"I'm not quibbling. I'm telling the truth."

Her face was grim, and she was disappointed and terrified. She didn't expect that the investigation she

thought would turn out like this. She should have called Derek before she came in.

The female interrogator looked at her, "We have come to a conclusion. Since you refuse to repent and

admit your mistake, we have to do something about it."

Meredith's heart tightened, "What do you want?" It shouldn't be what she thought, right?

The two people did not talk to her. Instead, they tidied up a little and left her alone in the interrogation

room.

After the door slammed shut, she did not know if it was her illusion. She felt that the light in the room Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

seemed to be getting brighter.

Soon, she knew that it was not an illusion.

Only then did she realize that the entire ceiling and the cracks in the surrounding walls here were

equipped with powerful lights.

As the sound rang out, these lights suddenly lit up, and the direction of the light gathered around her.

The light from these sources was powerful and it gathered in all directions. The intensity doubled by

tens of times. Meredith closed her eyes and felt uncomfortable.

Before she could regain her senses, she vaguely heard some music on both sides of her ear.

Gradually, the music became louder, the rhythm was urgent, and the momentum was huge.

She closed her eyes and felt the light around her. The sounds around her ears were endless. She was

filled with shock, anger, and panic.

Just like that, time passed minute by minute.

Derek, who was far away from home, had an bumpy journey on his way home. He sat in the VIP

lounge and was informed of the route he needed to return to. He was unable to fly at night because of

the heavy airflow detected. He had to wait until night to see.

The announcement was a bolt from the blue, testing Derek's patience.

He paced around restlessly in the lounge and immediately contacted his D City contacts to get them to

check on Meredith.