The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call (Wynter Quinnell) novel Chapter 68

Chapter 68 The Gibsons Are Doomed 

While everyone fawned over the Gibsons, a group of people barged into the Inner hall. 

Plain–clothed police officers suddenly appeared, as if they were performing some sort of special mission. As soon as they rushed in, they pressed Hilda and George to the ground. 

Their movements were fast, sharp, and fierce. 

George was shouting, “Who are you? How dare you do this to us…” 

The leader showed his ID. “We’re the Special Operations Team!” 

Special Operations Team? 

Everyone was shocked. Why did the Special Operations Team show up here? 

Theo raised his eyebrows but remained silent as he watched the scene. 

Wynter didn’t move; she was still standing in the shadows where the surveillance couldn’t capture her. She chewed on her gum and carried her bag like a naive girl. 

George wanted to get up. “I don’t care who you are! Do you know who is behind the 

Gibsons?” 

The plain–clothed police officers pushed him back to the ground heavily. 

Hilda turned pale and explained in a hurry, “It’s a misunderstanding! Sir, I have Gerard 

Carter’s phone number! We…” 

“City Bureau Secretary Gerard Carter has pleaded guilty.” 

The police interrupted her, ‘The Gibsons despise human life. You used your position to sell organs, carry out bribes, and deceive patients who shouldn’t have to undergo surgery for heart resections! You also committed crimes such as academic fraud, framing colleagues, and marketing to recruit apprentices! With all these, I only feel that I’m arresting you a little 

too late! Take them all away!” 

“He has pleaded guilty?” Hilda was stunned for a moment. She was in a crawling position and her hair was messy when she shouted hysterically, “No! I don’t believe that Mr. Carter would plead guilty!” 

The arrogance she once had before was immediately replaced by embarrassment. 

George was so frightened that he peed. “Aunt Hilda! What should we do? They’re serious!” 

Other aristocratic families were already confused. 

The police no longer wanted to look at them. With a gestured signal, the Gibsons, headed by Hilda, were dragged out together. 

Yvette, who stood beside Hilda, also suffered from the setbacks and was dragged out of the Inner hall. If Charlie hadn’t explained the matter to the police, she would have been arrested and Interrogated instead. 

The atmosphere in the manor had changed. No one was thinking about the medical consultation and panicked. 

Nelson was afraid the Gibsons would affect him. So, he kept shaking his head when the plain–clothed police officers asked him a few questions. 

The Gibsons‘ incident was like a bomb that shook the entire medical field, especially the aristocratic families who dared not to speak anymore. 

Some of the people who didn’t have higher family backgrounds whispered to each other. 

“Did the Gibsons really perform random surgeries to make money?” 

“Maybe it’s a misunderstanding.” 

“It’s not a misunderstanding! Look at your phone!” 

Someone posted a video. In 10 minutes, the video was spread throughout Southdale. 

The video wasn’t only playing in shopping malls and hospitals but also in the Yarwoods‘ territory. Someone had invaded the inner hall of the manor and played the video on the 

wall. 

In the video, an old man cried and begged, “Dr. Gibson, one million for surgery fees is too high. I really can’t afford it.” 

Then, the camera panned to Hilda. She didn’t even raise her head. “If you can’t afford it, just wait to die! You don’t need to cry with me! Sir, what is more important? Money or life?” 

The old man wiped his tears away. “Dr. Gibson, is there no other way? Must I really undergo 

surgery?”