The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call (Wynter Quinnell) novel Chapter 1643

These people were so reckless because they relied on Fredric, the second-in-command of Hawford. They were cut from the same cloth—Fredric had cultivated many corrupt individuals.

However, what they didn't know yet was that their support had already collapsed.

Wynter, on the other hand, wasn't in a rush to deal with these lower-tier people. Her target was clear, and it was at the provincial level.

She didn't go alone, either. Keesha, who had been caught in the act, was also brought along for the ride.

She then sent another message. "Lock down the scene. No one is to leave. Tell everyone to stay in their respective offices."

In typical cases, such a directive would have required complicated procedures even when a matter as serious as a human life was involved. Normally, only the relevant departments would be held accountable. The senior officials never had to stay.

But Wynter dropped a bombshell. "This case is related to foreign forces. Someone is selling out the country."

It was a direct accusation, clear and deadly, with no attempt to sugarcoat the matter.

At this moment, no one dared to speak a word. Everyone understood the implication of being accused of treason. Even common people would avoid being associated with such a grave charge, let alone those in high positions.

It was now clear that the operation was aimed at one or more individuals within the higher ranks.

Some people were innocent, while others were deeply uneasy, but no one showed their anxiety. After all, anyone who displayed nervousness would be suspected of being involved.

If the accusations were true, and there were indeed people betraying the country among them, not even the most senior officials would be able to cover it up.

This thought only made Julius more anxious. The tea in his hand was scalding hot, but he took a sip anyway, trying to maintain his composure. The heat made him jump to his feet in pain.

Julius turned his attention to Wynter and lowered his posture. "Miss, there must be some misunderstanding. I—"

Wynter didn't entertain his excuses. She simply raised her gaze, her tone cold and firm. "She's involved in live organ trafficking, and not just once. There is footage to prove it. As for you, Julius, the Special Unit didn't show up just to 'chat' with you."

Keesha snapped, "Who do you think you are? How dare you talk to my father like this?"

Keesha was about to continue when Julius slapped her across the face with all his might. He roared, "Enough! Are you trying to kill me?"

His emotions had reached a boiling point.

Keesha covered her face, her eyes wide in disbelief. She couldn't believe that not only was Julius not mad at Wynter, but he even struck her!