The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call (Wynter Quinnell) novel Chapter 1635

From what Wynter had said earlier and Enzo's reaction, it should be clear to anyone foreign to the Special Unit that this unit outranked even Julius' position.

However, as someone privileged, Keesha believed she could control everything. It was clear she had failed to grasp even the most obvious logic.

Wynter, feeling an itch for the sheer ignorance of it all, raised her hand and gestured to someone to shut her up.

She looked at Keesha, her voice icy. "Don't worry, I'll bring you along when I visit your father and will make sure to ask him about the question you just asked. What exactly does 'Julius Nord' mean in this province?

"You seem to have forgotten that your father's power is given by the people. Now, you want to use this power to buy lives, all to enjoy that feeling of being untouchable and superior.

"Cascadia prohibits organ trafficking. Right now, this is the only crime you committed that I'm aware of. But don't worry. I'll have someone look into all the things you've managed to cover up before.

"As for anyone from your father's side who helped you conceal those crimes, I'll make sure not one of them escapes. I'll send them all to jail."

Keesha, listening to Wynter's words, couldn't control her movements anymore. However, her eyes seemed to burn with fury, as if telling Wynter that she had a death wish.

Wynter didn't want to waste any more time on Keesha. After pressing an acupoint, she turned her attention to the remaining few people, who were now visibly trembling.

They knew Keesha's identity now and had all heard her phone call. It was now clear that even the provincial connections were useless.

Wynter's presence here was like a glaring signal that no matter who showed up, everyone would have to come clean.

The fact that this operation had erupted without warning was a clear sign that it was on a much higher level than anything they had encountered before. Once they realized this, their faces turned even paler.

Wynter, however, had no intention of letting them go.

Gabriel, however, was clever and discreet. While serving tea to the officials in the meeting, he slipped a note beside Julius' hand.

Julius frowned slightly, clearly displeased by the interruption. He glanced at the note that read, "Ms. Nord is in trouble. The situation is urgent, and she needs you."

Though Julius had always been disappointed by his only daughter, whom he considered stubborn and reckless, he still indulged her. Otherwise, he wouldn't have used his influence to cover up her mistakes or lost his principles in the process.

"Alright, I can see that everyone is tired." Julius raised his hand theatrically and glanced at the time. "Let's take a 30-minute break before continuing."

The people in the room were unaware of what had just happened. After all, when and how meetings proceeded were entirely up to the higher-ups.

And, as someone about to retire, Julius was clearly not happy with the arrival of the newly appointed figure in charge—Lucas.