True Love Deserves a Second Chance

Chapter 30 "Where is She?"



Joey's smile froze on her face, and she abruptly sat up. She was worried that her father would get agitated, so she immediately tried to reassure him. "Dad, let me go and meet them. Maybe it's about Tristan."

Mr. Blackwood Sr. wasn't foolish. Tristan had only been gambling, and he had already repaid the money. Who would bother with him now?

He sighed and said, "Let them in. What must come will come."

The two inspectors briefly explained the situation and then turned to Joey, saying, "This case involves a significant amount of money and is considered a commercial secret. Today, we will take Mr. Blackwood Sr. with us for investigation." Since the two had entered, Joey had been suppressing her emotions. Her nails dug into her flesh, but she felt nothing. She looked at them coldly and said, "My father is innocent. You can't take him away." "Miss Blackwood, at the moment, Mr. Blackwood Sr. is just a suspect. Investigating him is a normal part of the procedure. Please cooperate."

"And how long will your investigation take?"

"It's hard to say for a case like this. Gathering evidence is difficult, so it could take anything from a few days to several months, depending on what the Winters Group has to say."

Joey's lips couldn't help but tremble. If her father's health would deteriorate in a place like prison. It wouldn't take long for him to be in critical condition. Thinking about this, her hatred toward Sebastian deepened. She suppressed her emotions and said, "My father is not in good health. I hope you can find a more suitable environment for him."

"Don't worry, we will."

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As Mr. Blackwood Sr. was taken away, Joey's facade of strength crumbled. She staggered, and if it weren't for Julian catching her in time, she would have fallen.

Julian gently reassured her, "Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to Mr. Blackwood."

Sophia stomped her foot in the living room in anger. "That Sebastian is not only immoral, but he's also heartless. Joey's kindness to him has all been in vain!"

Just then, Julian's phone rang. He answered, said a few sentences, and hung up. Julian looked at Joey with a serious expression and said, "There's news about your case with Isabella. If you don't publicly apologize to Isabella, they will insist on charging you with intentional harm, and the trial will be next month."

Upon hearing this, Sophia immediately hugged Joey and whispered, "Don't be afraid, Joey. You still have us. Julian's father is the second-in-command in our city, and my family is also a well-regarded family in C City. I don't believe that the three of us would fall to Sebastian's plots."

Joey gradually calmed down. She knew she couldn't rely on anyone else for this matter; she could only rely on herself. Sebastian was coming after her, and if she didn't step forward, the matter would never be resolved.

She couldn't let her father die in prison, nor could she let her friends be implicated. Julian's father held a high position, so she couldn't tarnish his reputation. Sophia had finally found stability after running away from a bad marriage; she couldn't let herself go back to the family that forced her to marry a man she didn't love.

Joey sat silently on the couch, deep in thought. She remained there quietly for over two hours. By the time Sophia and Julian brought out the food, Joey was nowhere to be seen.novelbin

Sebastian emerged from the meeting room, and Dominic immediately whispered in his ear. "President Winters, Madam's side has made another move. Mr. Blackwood Sr. has been taken away, and the court has notified Secretary Blackwood that the trial for injuring Isabella will be on the third of next month."

Sebastian paused, and a cold light flickered in his deep eyes. "Where is she?"


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