NOVPUBChapter 1105: 508 Hypocrisy_1 Chapter 1105: 508 Hypocrisy_1 “I heard about everything that happened backstage at the Spring Festival Gala.
I didn’t expect that Vivian Hayes would be so daring.
Don’t worry, I’ll help you.
As the director in control of everything, no one and nothing can escape her eye.
“From the outside, the industry looks glamorous but in reality, it’s a cesspool.
A good person enters, and in just a few years, they change.
Restlessness, the urge for quick success, unscrupulous means, these are common problems in the entertainment industry.
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It’s a good thing you didn’t join.”
Ellington Bartholomew looked at the young lady quietly stirring her coffee across the table.
It was as if she was seeing Charlotte Melody sitting in front of her.
However, Charlotte Melody was not nearly as quiet.
She was like a sprite, forever so ebullient, bringing warmth to everyone around her.
“Director Bartholomew, thank you, but I’ve already dealt with the matter.” Aubree Groove lifted her eyes and did not miss the fleeting sense of sorrow in the depths of the gaze directed at her.
“I see, what a pity that I couldn’t help.”
The two sat for a bit, until the coffee had cooled entirely.
Then Aubree Groove got to her feet and took her leave.
Ellington Bartholomew sat, alone and quiet, watching the young lady’s retreating figure through the floor-to-ceiling window.
Even the figure from behind was strikingly similar.
“Big brother, the thing I asked you to look into for me…
Any progress?” Ellington Bartholomew made a phone call.
“Ellie, why are you so determined to know what happened all those years ago?
Knowing too much isn’t good for you.”
“Since big brother won’t help me, I’ll have to find another way.”
“Alright, alright, I’m scared of you.
Come to my office now.
After I finish this meeting, I’ll explain everything to you in detail.”
Ellington Bartholomew hung up the phone and headed straight for the Police Department.
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Crane Loch pushed open the door of his office to find Ellington Bartholomew asleep on the sofa.
He shook his head in amusement, opened a cupboard to retrieve a blanket, and gently laid it over her.
The slight noise still startled Ellington Bartholomew awake.
Opening her eyes, she suddenly sat up: “Big brother, your meeting sure took a long time.”
“It couldn’t be helped, a big case just broke.
After seeing you, I need to go deck it out.”
Ellington Bartholomew cut straight to the chase: “Don’t waste my time.
Cut to the chase: Is Nikita Parker dead or alive?
Protecting every citizen is your duty and responsibility as a police officer.
Don’t fob me off with excuses.”
Crane Loch rubbed his head, “Come with me.”
Ellington Bartholomew impatiently slapped his hand away, “Just how childish can you be?”
Crane Loch pulled open the bottom drawer of his desk, pulled out a sealed file bag and held it out to her.
“This is all the information I have on her so far.
Burn it once you’re done reading.”
Just as Ellington Bartholomew was about to accept it, Crane Loch suddenly withdrew his hand.
“Why didn’t you come home for the holiday?
Mom and Dad miss you.”
“Did you watch the Spring Festival Gala?
If you did, you’d know how busy I was.
I can barely catch my breath, but I’ll go home to see Mom and Dad tonight.”
Ellington Bartholomew tried to grab it, but Crane Loch didn’t give her the chance.
Due to their height difference, Crane Loch held it high out of her reach.
Ellington Bartholomew got furious, “Big brother, give it to me.”
“You know how worried Mom and Dad are about you settling down, their hair has even gone white.
When are you going to bring a boyfriend home?”
“I don’t have a boyfriend.”
“Then you should go on blind dates.
Mom has already screened a whole basket of potential matches for you, all young talents.”
Ellington Bartholomew was beyond anxious, “I don’t want a blind date.”
“Then, you may leave.”
Ellington Bartholomew immediately backed down, “Okay, fine, I’ll go on a blind date, just give it to me.”
“I’m recording this, better remember what you’ve said.”
Ellington Bartholomew quickly ripped open the seal and started speed reading through the contents of the file.
As she read, her frown deepened.
“How can this be?
Is she dead or alive?”
Crane Loch shrugged, “That’s all the information I have.
If you want to know the latest developments, go find Peter Aria.
He’s also been looking into her whereabouts.”
Who would’ve known that the moment Ellington Bartholomew heard Peter Aria’s name, she reacted as if she was a cat whose tail had been stepped on, “It was him who ruined Charlotte Melody.”
Crane Loch glanced at her, warning her seriously, “Ellie, the details of this case are much more complicated than you think.
Don’t act impulsively.”
Ellington Bartholomew packed up the documents, turned around and walked away.
“Thanks, big brother.
I’ll treat you to a meal when I have time.”
She didn’t even look back as she ran out.
Crane Loch rubbed his temple in frustration, this girl was faster than a rabbit when it came to avoiding questions about her love life.
Crane Loch looked at the time and made a call: “Start.”
At nine o’clock in the evening, the police unexpectedly raided Marcellus Dankworth’s hospital room.
A confused Marcellus Dankworth was handcuffed and escorted away by the police.
