The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge novel Chapter 1305

The Iverson family had raised a disgusting bunch of pigs!

“No, it’s not true!” Astrid’s face quickly turned scarlet all the way down to her neck. She almost screamed hysterically, “This recording is fake! It’s completely made up! I don’t know any pimps. That’s not my voice! It’s all made up! Someone is trying to frame me!”

“Trying to frame you? So, Ms. Iverson, how would you explain this?”

The reporter displayed his phone once more. At that exact moment, every reporter’s phone in the room began to ring and buzz!

All at once, they lowered their heads to check their screens as a news alert popped up on Twitter. There it was—a picture of Astrid meeting secretly with the pimp, Mrs. Lee, and giving her money.

Even though it was obvious that the photo was taken without Astrid’s knowledge, her wrongdoing was completely exposed for everyone to see.

“Ms. Iverson!”

At that moment, a bodyguard hurried over, grabbed Astrid, who was frozen in place, and pulled her toward the door. “Mr. Iverson sent me. Things look bad. Come with me quickly!”

Before he could finish speaking, the grand entrance to the auditorium swung open.

Ralph burst in with a group of undercover cops, his serious expression and powerful presence hushing the room and leaving everyone breathless.

“Police!” Ralph’s eyes, cold as frosty stars, shone with a sharp fierceness. Under the watchful eyes of all, he flashed his police badge. “Astrid Iverson, you are under arrest for bribery, forcing women into prostitution, and illegal detention. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can be used against you in a court of law. Take her away!”

Two police officers stepped forward and took hold of the nervous Astrid with handcuffs. They escorted the terrified woman toward the door, one on each side of her.

The media present were broadcasting live through official channels, and by now, the number of viewers watching had gone over ten million. It was a frenzy.

The reporter, who had been harshly criticizing Astrid at the scene, slipped away to a quiet spot, removing his glasses, wig, and fake beard. As he peeled off his elaborate disguise, Ian’s clear and bright face was revealed.

Ian threw the costume in the garbage and quickly called Justin, his enthusiasm shining through.

“Mr. Salvador! Did you and the young madam watch the live press conference? What did you think of my performance?!”

“Your young madam said she was impressed with your acting skills. I will treat you to dinner tonight.”

Smooch—

Ian clearly heard the sound of a kiss through the phone, his face instantly flushing. “T-Thank you, Young Madam for dinner!”