Chapter 672
"But | already gave you the evidence yesterday! If you go to East Coast now and never cback, what am |
supposed to do?" Charlie asked anxiously.
Of course, what he was really worried about wasn't Sarah — what terrified him was the people behind that
factory. If any of those people were still alive, and they found out he was the one who spilled the truth, there was
no telling what they might do to him.
"You've got risk it to get it," Zachary said calmly. "I already told you I'd pay you. I'm not the type to go back on
my word. Did you forget how I took you to the gambling and helped you win money? And you're still worried I'll
cheat you?"
"Zac, it's not that | don't trust you - you're the one person | trust most in this world. It's just that things are
getting dangerous. If | can't get the money soon and get out of here, | might be the next dead man," Charlie
said, his voice trembling.
But just then, a cold female voice cut in.
"Charlie, after everything you've done, where exactly do you think you're going to run?"
The front door swung open.
Sarah walked in, flanked by several police officers.
Charlie's face went pale. He looked past her, panicking. "Sarah, what... what's the meaning of this?"
One of the officers stepped forward and grabbed him. "Charlie, you are under arrest for intentionally damaging
property worth over six million. Cwith us for questioning."
Charlie stared at Sarah in disbelief. "You lied to me! You promised that if | raised enough money within a month
to pay you back, you wouldn't call the police!"
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Sarah looked at him coldly. "And have you forgotten all the lovely things you did before that? You tried to kidnap
me. You ruined your own chance. | don't owe you anything."
She didn't even bother wasting any more words on him.
The police had already slapped the handcuffs on Charlie.
"Move."
Charlie struggled wildly, trying to break free. "Zac! Zac, help me!"
But once those cuffs were on, there was no getting out of them.
Zachary stared at him calmly. "Charlie, do yourself a favor. Spend stin prison, reflect on your choices.
Maybe then you can start over."
And just then, something clicked in Charlie's head.
His face twisted in shock as realization dawned on him. He stared at the faint smiles on Zachary and Sarah's
faces.
"| get it now... You two were working together all along!"
Zachary stepped closer, leaned in, and whispered in his ear.
"Charlie, did you really think I believed that little story you made up? Everything else you toldmight've been
true — but the one who switched out the butanol was you. No one forced you to do it."
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If he was really spoor victim... why would he willingly return to the very town where he'd witnessed so many
people die?
Charlie froze in place, completely stunned.
"So I've been played this whole time... Everything was fake. You're not even really a detective."
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explaining. "I don't owe you an
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With that, Zachary gave him a cold, mocking smile — and walked away without another glance.
Charlie's terrified eyes followed him until the police dragged him out.
Zachary and Sarah exchanged a glance.
Sarah stretched lazily. "Looks like you've found out everything you wanted to know. Ready to leave?"