Chapter 292
“What evidence do you have to prove that what you’re saying is true?” the interrogating officer asked Amelia again.
“I have an audio recording recovered from a phone’s memory card…”
Queenle became speechless.
She suddenly broke free from the officers holding her and rushed toward the control panel, trying to stop the video from playing. However, with her hands bound behind her back, she was clumsy and stepped on the hem of her long dress.
She fell to the ground, knocking over a pyramid of wine glasses.
The guests quickly moved away as the wine glasses toppled onto Queenie with a loud crash.
Zyler wanted to rush over but was sin
out was stopped by a police officer.
Amidst the broken glass and spilled wine, Queenle seemed oblivious to the pain as she continued to crawl toward the control panel.
Her hair was disheveled, wet, and clinging to her face. Meanwhile, her dress was soaked in wine. The broken glasses cut her exposed skin, and one of her heels had gone missing, making ber limp. She looked nothing like her usual arrogant self.
Before she could reach the control panel, two police officers grabbed her again and dragged her away. Many guests recorded her pitiful state and uploaded it online as the media continued with their live broadcasts
“Shocking! Queenie Killlan was arrested again at Gaskell Corporation’s annual banquet, and the scene looked like a mess,”
“According to insiders, this isn’t Gaskell Corporation’s banquet but the annual banquet of Sedna, Gideon Everett’s company.”
“The tide has turned. Not long ago, Queenie Killian bankrupted the Everetts, now the Gaskell Corporation’s stocks have been forcibly delisted.”
“Karma is real! This is so satisfying! Someone finally put Queenie Killian in her place.”
“Queenie Killian is too disgusting. She used her daughter’s imprisonment to promote her image as a loving mother, and now she’s being exposed.” “Thank goodness I sold my Gaskell Corporation’s stocks early.”
That night, the top news headlines were all about what happened at the banquet
“Sedna’s Annual Banquet: The Gaskell’s Forced Delisting”
“Gaskell Corporation Forcibly Delisted.”
“Gaskell Corporation Permanently Danned from the Stock Market”
“Are Your Gaskell Corporation’s Stocks Frozen?”
“Queenie Killian Arrested Again”
“Want to Know All of Queenie Killian’s Crimes?”
Meanwhile, at Imperial Hotel, Zyler could only watch helplessly as his parents were taken away by the police.
Queenie kept shouting, “Zyler, you have to avenge us!”
He clenched his fists and glared at Hera and her family, eyes
sred with anger. He glared at them with a murderous intent.
“Mr. Zyler, something terrible happened Mr. Gaskell Senior saw the live broadcast and fainted. He’s in the emergency room now. The doctor says he’s in critical condition,” Jake reported hurriedly.
“What? Grandpa”
Zyler rushed into the elevator and descended to the lobby.
When he ran out of Imperial Hotel’s lobby, he completely missed the oncoming traffic.
A large truck hit him with a loud bang. The track couldn’t stop in time. Its heavy wheels ran over Zyler’s arm.
The scene was gruesome, with blood everywhere and his arm crushed into a pulp.
Queenie, who was being put into the police car, witnessed the accident and completely broke downl
“Zyler!”
She struggled desperately, but the officers did not let her succeed in escaping. They pushed her into the police car, locked the doors, and drove away. That night, there was another headline on the Gaskells.
“The Gaskells are fuined.”
