Chapter 347

Debra’s eyes turned cold. “I understand what you mean, Mr. Hardy, but whether or not I am involved in corruption or illegally transferring company assets, your people should be able to find out, right?”

“We’re still investigating. For now, please bear with us for a few days.”

“A few days? It seems you do think of me as a criminal.”

“Not at all. We’re just following procedures. I’ll figure out a way, I promise.”

“I won’t make things difficult for you. Since your people are having such a hard time investigating, let my people handle it.”

“Well…”

“Finding evidence is all that matters, isn’t it?”

Pedro sighed. “You’re right. I’ll contact your people now. As long as we can find evidence and cover up that missing money, you should be fine.”

Debra didn’t respond, her silence a tacit agreement.

Pedro hesitated before adding, “There’s one more thing.”

“Is there more bad news you haven’t told me?”

“It’s Miss Mathis. She’s been causing a commotion outside, wanting to see you, but according to the rules, she can’t come in now. Could you persuade her to leave? The situation is really not good.”

He couldn’t afford to offend either of them. Erica was backed by Randy, while Debra was backed by Marion. Pedro was already at his wit's end.

Debra’s expression softened at the mention of Erica. In her previous life, she didn’t have many friends. Erica was the first real friend she’d had since her rebirth. She could imagine how worried Erica must be.

Debra replied, “Just tell her I’m fine and not to worry. She should go back and not contact anyone on my behalf.”

“Is that all?”

“Yes.”

“Alright. I’ll go tell her,” Pedro said politely, rising and leaving the room.

Debra turned to the guard standing by and asked, “You probably won’t be interrogating me today, right?”

“Probably not.”

“Then arrange a cell for me.”

The guard shook his head repeatedly. “No, we can’t let you stay in a cell. We’ve received instructions from the authorities. Someone will come to take you out through the back door to the arranged accommodation.”

“Instructions? Is it Marion?”

“I’m not sure.”

“Well then, let’s go.”

“Alright. This way, please,” the guard said, leading Debra out of the interrogation room.

The fresh air outside helped clear the agitation in her mind. As she reached the back door, she saw a familiar black Maybach waiting.

The driver opened the rear door, and Debra slid inside. She had thought it might be Marion’s backup, but it didn’t seem like it. The driver’s face rang a bell, and it dawned on her that he worked for Andrew.

“Are you from the Potter family?” she asked.

The driver nodded. “Yes, Mr. Andrew Potter asked me to take you to the Potter Manion. We have arranged… protection, so no one will know.”

Debra didn’t say anything. She hadn’t expected Andrew’s influence to extend this far. Just a single word from him was enough to have the police release her.