After Divorce She Becomes the Billionaire Heiress (Sylvia and Cyril) novel Chapter 502

Chapter 502 

“How could there be robbers at Brooks Estate out of nowhere? 

Maeve was aware of the formidable security measures at Brooks Estate. Besides the 20 security guards, there were numerous maids and bodyguards. 

with the presence of the Brooks family’s memorial hall, the estate itself was fortified with state–of–the–art security doors at both front and back entrances, making it nearly impregnable. 

She wondered who this skilled intruder would be, to breach from the back door of Brooks Estate. 

“The police should arrive soon. Let’s not escalate the chaos here, Mavy, come on, let’s go,” urged Lyra, her voice tinged with fear as she grasped Maeve’s arm. 

“Don’t call the police. I’m going in,” Marve replied, furrowing her brow 

“Maeve, are you out of your mind?” Charlie exclaimed, staring at her in disbetet. 

Maeve glanced toward the entrance of Brooks Estate. If her suspicions were correct, the intruder inside was exactly who she suspected. 

She buried to the entrance of Brooks Estate. 

The estate was now lay in disarray, cloaking in darkness. 

Suddenly, someone grabbed both of Maeve’s arms in the darkness. 

“Boss, we got a woman!” 

The voice of the henchman immediately drew the attention of a man lurking in the shadows. As soon as his gaze fell on Maeve, his brow furrowed. 

“Let her go,” he ordered. 

“Butboss-” 

“I said let her go!” 

Though the voice was lowered, it was unmistakably familar to Marve. She knew exactly who stood before her. 

“Mavy, run!” Sergio’s voice, weak from his recent injury, echoed in the dark. 

Maeve approached cautiously in the darkness. Despite the mask, she easily recognized the man, 

“Enough. The police will be here soon,” Maeve stated, her volor low. 

The man stiffened visibly. 

She lifted her gaze and continued, “You’ve beaten them and vented your anger. Isn’t it time to leave?” 

Her words were uttered softly, intended solely for their ears. 

There was a moment of silence from across before the henchman finally spoke up, “Boss, we’ve taken control of the entire Brooks Estate. I’ll take care of Sergio Brooks and settle the score for you! 

The sound of a crisp slap rang out as the man’s hand strock the face of the henchman. He quickly protested, “Boss!” 

“Leave,” commanded Zion, his voice low and authoritative, brooking no resistance. 

“Do I need to repeat myself?” 

Zion’s disinterest in continuing the conversation was palpable. He walked out of the estate, leaving the others with no choice but to release the security guards and maids they had restrained. Soon, they all exited through the estate’s entrance. 

Marve held her breath and instructed, “Restore the power.”