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Chapter 257 Announcing the Divorce

Safe inside the station, I let out a sigh of relief. That was one less thing to worry about.

Outside, the cops and the Youngs had their hands full, and there was nothing I could do

from in here.

I knew I had to leave it to them and just sit tight.

I spent the whole night wide awake.

Come dawn, Officer Jackson was in early. I could not help myself. I had to ask, “Officer

Jackson, what’s going on out there now?”

He gave a small shake of his head and said to me, “Things are under control here at the

station. The reporters haven’t caught you outside, and someone from our own ranks

tipped them off that you were here the whole time. So, the media circus has packed up

and left.”

However, he could not say the same for Young Corporation and Scott Corporation. The

whispers about me being a murderer and hiding the body were getting louder and more

frequent.

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Without any solid evidence from Noah’s autopsy to clear my name, we found ourselves in

a tight spot. If we could not find something concrete, releasing me might just make things

worse for the police, for the Youngs, and especially for me. As for Scott Corporation, I knew

better than anyone that it might not recover from this.

I felt a lump in my throat. I knew the stakes all too well. Scott Corporation was just

beginning to thrive, and now this mess could ruin everything. Even if I was Superman, I

might not be able to fix this and could end up dragging the Youngs down with me.

With no strong evidence to prove my innocence in Noah’s death, it felt like we had hit a

wall.

After a heavy silence, I looked at Officer Jackson and asked, “Can I talk to someone on the

outside? There are some things I need to sort out.”

When I said this, Officer Jackson asked, “You mean Mr. Young?”

I shook my head and replied, “No, someone from Scott Corporation. Could you help me

get in touch with them? I need to see them.”

By noon, I finally got to see Marcus. His hair seemed a bit longer since just last night. As

soon as he saw me, he blurted out, “What’s happening? How did we get mixed up in a

murder and hiding a body?”

I had not filled him in on a lot of things before, but with Maxwell gone, I had to spill the

beans.

He listened and then burst out, “The Scotts really got stabbed in the back. Your dad was

spot- on not letting her into the company. He knew what he was doing.”

I only realized later that Dad had always been cautious around Moore. She never got a

foot in the door at Scott Corporation, not even an internship, and she never had a hand in

any of the company’s business. I used to think Dad was just being protective, not wanting

her to go through tough trials, but now I see he probably never trusted her.

That was all water under the bridge now.

With a heavy sigh, I turned to Marcus and said, “Marcus, you see the mess we are in. Scott

Chapter 257 Announcing the Divorce

Corporation is on its last legs. If I get pinned for this murder, the company is toast. Scott

Corporation was my dad’s life’s work, and I’m sorry I can’t keep it afloat.”

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Marcus gave me a look of sympathy. “You can’t blame yourself. Someone’s out to get you.

Let us face it, the company was already on thin ice. If it were not for the missing funds

they think you took, it probably would have collapsed by now. You’ve given it your all.”

After pouring my heart out, I inhaled deeply and locked eyes with him. “Marcus, the

reason I called you here today is to ask for a favor.”

His face was all business. “Tell me what you need, and I’ll take care of it.”

“I need you to get in touch with a major news outlet and break the story that Idris and I

are divorced. The divorce papers are in my office drawer. Snap a picture and send it to the

press,” I instructed, then added, “And do whatever you can to distance me from the

Youngs.

Marcus paused, confusion written all over his face. “Why? With the Youngs covering for

you, you’re safe from the cops, and the whole debacle might just blow over if they dig

deep enough. By going public with this, are you not just painting a target on your back?”

I knew Marcus was just looking out for me. I gave him a reassuring smile. “The Youngs

have already been dragged through the mud because of this. Since my relationship with

Idris is really over, it is time the world knew. The Youngs should not sink because of me.

Not now.”