Chapter: 92
Rich people did not necessarily have power, but people with power must have money!
This man before him was the prime example of someone with money and power. The point was his power came from the military. He could convict anyone of any crime in just a word!
For example, treason!
“I don’t want to waste time, so I’ll just ask one question. You’ll survive if you answer honestly. Otherwise, you’ll be convicted for the crime of treason!” Travis threatened without beating around the bush.
“General, we will fully cooperate with the investigation!” Florence nodded, her legs trembling with fear. She had no choice. This man’s demeanor was too domineering!
“Alright. Let me ask you, did my brother’s death have anything to do with you?” Travis asked.
The crowd got anxious as soon as he said those words.
“No! It has nothing to do with us! We don’t know anything!”
“Yes! We’re all innocent!”
“General! You must be mistaken! We have nothing to do with Sir Spanner’s death!”
Everyone shook their heads in fright. They would definitely lose their lives if they admitted to such a thing.
“Is that so?” Travis snickered coldly. He waved his hand without another word and ordered, “Edward, take a look at these people.”
“I’m coming!” Edward slowly limped out of the room. As his gaze fixed on Dahlia, he immediately took on a lustful expression. However, his lust quickly turned to resentment. Now that he had become crippled, he wouldn’t feel anything even before this exquisite woman.
‘Since he couldn’t get her, he would rather destroy her!
At this thought, Edward’s face contorted into a nasty look.
“Uncle! It’s her, Dahlia! My dad’s death must have something to do with her!” Edward pointed at Dahlia, then turned around and pointed at Chris, shouting, “And him! He also has a grudge against me! He might be suspicious too!”
Chris was completely dumbfounded to be pointed out by Edward. Never in his wildest dreams had he expected Edward to do so. He didn’t do anything, but somehow he got involved.
“Tell me honestly, did you have anything to do with my dad’s death?” Edward glared and shouted.
“No! It had nothing to do with me! I don’t know anything!” Chris shook his head in fear, cold sweat dripping down his forehead.
“You don’t know, or you don’t want to tell?” Edward narrowed his eyes menacingly.
“Mr. Spanner, I really have no idea! This is all a misunderstanding!” Chris started to plead, every inch of his body was begging for mercy. Although he knew Edward was taking the opportunity to settle their personal grudge, he couldn’t say a word.
“Huh! It seems like you won’t spill without some pressure. Come, beat him up!” Edward ordered, and two officers immediately took action.
“Wait!” James suddenly stopped them.
“Do you know who he is? He’s Chris Nolan of Nolan Pharmaceuticals!
He’s also very close with Mr. Anderson! If you dared touch a hair on him, Mr. Anderson would not let it slide!”