Chapter 52.

Everyone was shocked when they watched the guards swarm

in. They looked at each other in confusion for some time. "Officer, what

is the matter?" Florence braced herself and asked. She had never

witnessed such an occasion as a civilian. Even if she did not do anything

illegal, she still felt guilty. "I'm asking, who is Dahlia Nicholson?"

the officer spoke in a somber tone with a hostile look in his eyes. "I

am…" Dahlia slowly stood up and put on a brave face as she asked, "What

can I do for you, officer?" "According to our investigations, you are

collaborating with the enemy. You are accused of being a spy planted by

the west. Come with us immediately to assist in the investigation!" the

officer announced. "Collaborating with the enemy? A traitor?" Everyone

was shocked at his accusation. That didn't seem plausible. Dahlia was

born and raised in Swinton, she wasn't mixed in any way. Even her

ancestors were all ordinary farmers. How could she end up being a

traitor? "Officer, is there a mistake? My daughter is a model citizen.

She pays her taxes every year and even donates to charity. How is it

possible that she's a traitor?" Florence asked in shock. "That's right!

My sister is innocent. You shouldn't spew nonsense!" James slammed the

table and stood up unhappily. "We will find out whether this is a mistake

after the investigation!" the guard answered coldly. "Is there even a

need? We can testify!" "That's right! Dahlia is definitely not a

traitor!" everyone spoke out in support. They were very clear about

Dahlia's conduct. It would be more plausible that she manipulated the

market, but being a traitor to the country was not possible! "I'm just

following orders. Anyone who stops me will be deemed an accomplice!" The

officer started to get impatient. "You wouldn't dare!" James glared at

him. "Do you know who we are? You wouldn't live to see daylight if you

dared touch a single hair on my sister!" "Huh! There is solid evidence of

Dahlia Nicholson's collusion with the enemy country. Anyone who obstructs

the arrest must be an accomplice. If that's the case, take them all away!

Anyone who resists will be shot!" At the officer's order, all the

soldiers raised their guns one after another. The cold gun barrel aimed

at the people in the room felt very menacing. In an instant, everyone

froze. "You-you…" James wanted to say something but Dahlia quickly

stopped him. "Everyone, keep calm. I believe

there must be some misunderstanding. I'm sure they will let me go after

the investigation." The officer snorted coldly at these words. They were

the ones who decided whether this was a misunderstanding or not! "Take

them away!" the officer ordered, and everyone was taken to the car. The

car stopped at the gates of the Spanner Villa 20 minutes later. "Officer,

this doesn't look like a place for investigations," Florence asked with

uncertainty. "Stop talking nonsense! Go in!" The officer couldn't bother

to say more and forced everyone inside the villa. Everyone realized

something was off once they walked into the courtyard. Two white flags

were hung on each side of the door, and in the middle of the living room

was a coffin. Trevor's portrait greeted them. "Sir Spanner?" Everyone

widened their eyes in confusion. As for Dahlia, she started to feel

uneasy. She realized she must have walked into a trap. "Is everyone

here?" Just when everyone was left wondering, a burly Travis walked out

imposingly. His sharp eyes and menacing stance felt so overbearing some

couldn't breathe. "Sir, everyone related is here," the officer replied.

"Okay." Travis nodded, his gaze swept through the crowd, and he

continued, "My name is Travis Spanner. I'm from the western war zone with

the position of a general. I believe some of you may have heard of me." 2

"Travis Spanner? General?" Everyone's face fell at these words. Chris was

especially fearful. Others might not know it, but he knew very well how

scary the western warzone was. Only one who was experienced in battle and

had strong military control could obtain this position. Even the Mighty

Three had to show their respect in the face of this man. In this world,

money and status were far inferior to power! Rich people did not

necessarily have power, but people with power must have money! This man

before him was the prime example of someone with money and power. The

point was his power came from the military. He could convict anyone of

any crime in just a word! For example, treason! "I don't want to waste

time, so I'll just ask one question. You'll survive if you answer

honestly. Otherwise, you'll be convicted for the crime of treason!"

Travis threatened without beating around the bush. "General, we will

fully cooperate with the investigation!" Florence nodded, her legs

trembling with fear. She had no choice. This man's demeanor was too

domineering! "Alright. Let me ask you, did my brother's death have

anything to do with you?" Travis asked. The crowd got anxious as soon as

he said those words. "No! It has nothing to

do with us! We don't know anything!" "Yes! We're all innocent!" "General!

You must be mistaken! We have nothing to do with Sir Spanner's death!"

Everyone shook their heads in fright. They would definitely lose their

lives if they admitted to such a thing. "Is that so?" Travis snickered

coldly. He waved his hand without another word and ordered, "Edward, take

a look at these people." "I'm coming!" Edward slowly limped out of the

room. As his gaze fixed on Dahlia, he immediately took on a lustful

expression. However, his lust quickly turned to resentment. Now that he

had become crippled, he wouldn't feel anything even before this exquisite

woman. 'Since he couldn't get her, he would rather destroy her! At this

thought, Edward's face contorted into a nasty look. "Uncle! It's her,

Dahlia! My dad's death must have something to do with her!" Edward

pointed at Dahlia, then turned around and pointed at Chris, shouting,

"And him! He also has a grudge against me! He might be suspicious too!"