From Ashes to Queen: Now I Call the Shots novel Chapter 129

From Aches in Queen. Now I Call the Shots

Chapter 129 Colt Drops Truth And Oliver Malfunctions

Was anyone with her the whole time doing her makeup? What about the stylista?”

Oliver was just about to answer when a sudden realization hit him.

His face went pale.

That day, Rebecca had gone through four different stylists.

Her excuse was she didn’t like how any of them made her look.

Everyone in the Joyner family doted on Rebecca–something this small would never be denied.

But switching stylists and waiting for a new one to arrive always caused a delay.

The longest gap had been four hours.

He’d even lost his temper back then; the stylist only showed up after a lot of pushing.

“Seems like you’ve remembered something important. Care to share?” Colt looked at him with a half–smile.

Oliver’s gaze flickered.

Then, almost immediately, he snapped in frustration.

“I didn’t think of anything. From now on, I’m not answering any more questions. I’ll wait for my lawyer.”

He looked away after speaking,

Adopting a look of complete defiance.

Colt narrowed his eyes, and let out a cold laugh.

“Even if you say nothing, we already have enough evidence to put Rebecca away for good.”

He stood up,

His face filled with ice.

“But if I find out that any of you helped cover for her…”

His tone dropped, darker and colder with each word.

“Then we won’t be having such a civil conversation next time.”

Oliver clenched his fists suddenly.

But as soon as he realized Colt was still watching him closely,

His expression smoothed out.

“You trying to threaten me? Officer Colt, maybe you should keep practicing.”

His tone even carried a hint of mockery, as if he had nothing to hide and nothing to fear.

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Colt didn’t waste another second; he motioned for his colleague to leave the room with him. Some people needed to cool off. Otherwise, they’d just keep running their mouths.

Sure enough, once Colt was gone, Oliver sat in silence for a moment–then his expression cracked.

No. No way! Rebecca couldn’t have done this! There had to be a misunderstanding!

If Rebecca had really planned this-

She would’ve needed to know Scarlett’s exact movements in advance.

And she’d have to make sure Scarlett couldn’t escape once the fire started.

Oliver pondered. But Rebecca was so sweet, so innocent. How could she be that calculating? That cold–blooded? And besides, if the fire had gotten out of control, it could’ve affected other floors.

Once something like that came to light, it wouldn’t just be a matter of paying damages.

So it had to be a misunderstanding..

Maybe Scarlett set her up!

She was the victim, if she pointed the finger at Rebecca, the police would be forced to investigate.

He thought back to what had happened at the school gate earlier, how Scarlett had threatened to call the police and record everything.

His fists tightened.

Even now, after all this, she was still trying to push Rebecca out of the Joyner family–just so she could take everything for herself.

Disgusting! When this is over, I’m going to make her pay. I’ll make sure she understands, Joyner family discipline isn’t just for show!

Before long, the screen at the front of the room suddenly lit up.

He frowned and looked up.

It was a video of footage from the fire.

Thick smoke rolled across the screen.

People were fleeing in panic.

Scarlett’s floor had been hit the hardest.

The windows had all exploded outward, the frames had warped from the heat.

Firefighters had tried multiple times to get close–but couldn’t.

In the end, they had to use a ladder truck and a helicopter–mounted hose just to approach.

The fire was raging even more fiercely.

A firefighter leapt straight into the blaze.

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Moments later, he reappeared from the inferno that had lit up the sky in red.

But this time, there was someone on his back.

She was wearing a white dress, now tattered and stained with soot and blood.

Her face was completely drained of color, she was slipping in and out of consciousness.

The camera panned just enough to catch a clear shot of her face.

It was Scarlett.

The moment he saw her clearly, it felt like someone clamped down on his chest.

Her hair was a tangled mess; there was a wound on her shoulder, blood oozing steadily.

Both her feet had been slashed by some unknown debris, blood trailing down her legs.

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