Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 1658

Chapter 1658: Because I sure do.

The conversation with Priscilla had been long, but she had finally given them names — names none of them expected. As each one was mentioned, Mint wrote them down, her expression twisting with rage.

It only confirmed how deeply corrupt Anteca had become.

"Wow..." Mint laughed dryly, running her tongue along the inside of her cheek. "I knew most of them."

She scratched the back of her head. "Ugh... what am I even supposed to say?"

"Please..." Priscilla breathed out. "Don’t do anything reckless. Even if you confront them, no one will believe you."

"There will be people who believe me," Mint replied, her tone sharp with certainty. "But whether they do or not doesn’t matter. Belief is the least of my problems. The real issue is that even if I know what they’re doing, I can’t just arrest them."

She clicked her tongue. "Damn law."

"I’ve told you everything I know," Priscilla huffed, turning to Penny. "Please, let me go."

"We can’t do that," Slater answered coldly.

"Why?! I gave you everything! What more do you want from me?!"

"You knew too much, Priscilla," Penny said, narrowing her eyes. "So much that if I were one of them, I’d have my men shoot you on sight."

Priscilla’s breath hitched. "I know that... but I’ve avoided them for years. They won’t find me now."

"If Patricia Miller and Theo Miller could find you, what makes you think the others can’t?"

"..."

"Besides," Penny continued, "if what you’re saying is true — that they’re planning to move their operations into Anteca — and they’re already planting pawns in government and law enforcement, then it’s only a matter of time before they find you."

She leaned forward slightly, her tone sharper. "Has it ever crossed your mind that the information you received about your daughter was just bait? A way to draw you out?"

Priscilla’s eyes widened slowly.

"All these years, you were careful. Always planning your next step, always hiding," Penny went on. "But the second you heard something about Nina, you came back to Anteca and started showing yourself more than you have in the last ten years."

She tilted her head, curiosity flashing in her eyes. "Didn’t that ever occur to you?"

"No — no," Priscilla stammered. "I trust the person who told me. I’ve been his client for years. We’re not friends, but I know I can trust him."

"This person... did he work at the Information Center?"

"How did you—?"

"Because the Information Center in Anteca has been under surveillance and investigation," Penny cut in. "Some of their branches were already raided. The few who escaped the police’s radar are still operating, but all of them came under new management not long ago."

She raised a brow. "I don’t know how much you trust your source, but the Information Center is the last place I’d trust. I don’t hate them — but I wouldn’t trust a word from anyone who works there."

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