The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call ( Wynter Quinnell )

Chapter 1650 Playing with Minds

"You can feign ignorance, but after our investigation, Mr. Nord has been cleared of suspicion. It's your turn now. Please, follow me."

Wynter leaned slightly with a lingering smile. Her youthful face stood in stark contrast to the formidable identity she carried.

Despite their years of experience, Cohen and Joel couldn't shake the chilling feeling running down their spines. They were aware that the Special Unit was relentless in their investigations, often more so than the Top Unit.

As long as they steered clear of the highest authority, they were free to carry out any investigations and submit their findings later. Additionally, all departments were required to give them top priority.

Cohen and Joel might've heard of the rumors, but they never witnessed it firsthand. Seeing the smile on Wynter's face, they couldn't help but glance at Judah. They believed him to be innocent and wondered why the Special Unit was focusing on him.

Judah clenched his fists under the cover of his long sleeve. Never in his wildest dream did he anticipate that Wynter held such an identity.

Given her status, it was unimaginable that she would be arrested for a random crime-unless she willingly allowed herself to be captured. Otherwise, the higher-ups would've intervened the moment she stepped into the interrogation room.

Wynter had ensnared them in her game of chess, cornering them and taking them out one by one.

Judah's lips curled into an amiable smile, though his expression stiffened. Since Wynter's arrival in Hawford, everything he learned about her suggested that she was merely an impudent scion.

While she might be adept in business, he regarded it as nothing more than a few cunning tricks-hardly something that warranted serious concern.

But now, Wynter was seated across from him and gazed at his face. "You must need a lot of specialized medications, considering you're at the final stage of cancer. Am I right?"

Judah's right hand tensed up. Fredric was the only one who knew about his illness. Did he reveal everything?

Neither Judah nor Fredric had ever truly recognized Wynter's capabilities. They quickly assumed she had little to offer upon discovering that she was a mere college student. But as the genius doctor, Wynter could read one's condition by observing their countenance.

Since ancient times, traditional medications and divine healing had been intertwined. In particular, traditional medicine relied on four fundamental diagnostic approaches-observation, olfaction and audition, inquiry, and palpation.

While Wynter appeared laidback, she was actually observing Judah. Considering he was a member of the scholarship committee, she was certain that his involvement was tied to his personal interests.

She leaned back with a snicker, exuding an air of intimidation. "You can remain silent. I'll just hear from the witness."

Judah chuckled in response. "I've indeed been diagnosed with cancer, but I don't see how that has anything to do with your investigation. You can't simply charge me for that."

Wynter replied calmly, "It's not only cancer. You've had surgery recently, haven't you? A blood transfusion, for example."

At that point, Judah could barely mask his expression. Just how much did Fredric reveal?

Seeing his reaction, Wynter confirmed her suspicions and figured out the breakthrough. Having studied criminal psychology, she knew exactly how to steer the interrogation.

Before Judah could speak, Wynter raised a hand to stop him and answered her ringing phone. In truth, it wasn't an incoming call-she had set the ringtone beforehand.

"Fredric's here? Right, I'll be there." She then tucked her phone away with her face lighting up in delight, as though she had just received good news. Without another word, she got up and walked away.