NovelFinishChapter 580 Cameron was no stranger to how these online trolls operated, and he knew they only worked for money. There was no other reason for them to slander Nadine so enthusiastically.
It could only mean one thing; someone was pulling the strings behind the scenes and deliberately targeted Nadine.
At that moment, Brad had already returned to Phoenix Villa. He finished washing up and was about to get to bed. After wrapping up the call with Cameron, he changed back into his formal clothes and told Cameron to cpick him up.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHalf an hour later, the two of them arrived at the nearest police station. Once Cameron stated Brad's identity and the purpose of their visit, an officer immediately cforward to welcthem, offering coffee and guiding them to a room next to the interrogation room.
"Mr. Hamilton, our team is currently questioning them. You may sit here and listen. If you need anything, please feel free to letknow." Brad nodded at him and responded apathetically, "Thank you." He then took his seat and listened to the interrogation next door.
These people were nothing more than cowards hiding behind keyboards. The moment they were confronted by the officers, their legs turned into jelly. Unsurprisingly, they answered whatever questions the police asked.
In less than 20 minutes, they spilled everything-who had hired them, and who had orchestrated the entire thing. The police followed the leads they provided, eventually tracing it back to Lynn.
Brad knew exactly who Lynn was-Jean's caregiver. It wasn't hard to figure out who the real mastermind was. As soon as he heard Lynn's name, disappointment clouded his gaze.
He scoffed inwardly. So this was the woman he had loved for years. Brad couldn't believe that Jean had hired trolls just to defNadine. What other "surprises" did she have in store for him? After that, Brad didn't bother Brad listening to the rest of the interrogation. With a grim look on his face, he left the police station and headed straight for Valor Military Medical Center. He needed to know why Jean had done this.
Cameron, intimidated by the oppressive air emanating from his boss, kept his mouth shut the entire ride. What should have been a 40-minute drive was somehow reduced to just over 20 minutes.
Before the car had even cto a halt, Brad flung open the door and got out, striding purposefully toward the floor where Jean's ward was located.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIt was 11:00 pm. Usually, Jean should've been asleep, but that night, she was too restless to even think about sleeping. Lying in bed she scrolled through her phone, delighting in the insults directed at Nadine.
As she liked each one of the comments, she cursed, "This is what you get for stealing my man, you filthy bitch. I hope this makes you miserable and strips off your will to live!"
Brad reached the door to her room just in tto hear those words His hand, already gripping the doorknob, froze. He remained still, listening to Jean's verbal barrage.
"Nadine Scott, you pathetic little bitch! I hope you slip and fall in therestroom, choke on your food, get run over by a car the second you step outside, and sputter on every sip of water! "May you be ravaged by men every single day! If you dare steal my man again, may your hands, feet, and tongue-your whole body rot and fester!"
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