Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 601

Chapter 601

The guy continued, "This poison won't be activated until coffee is consumed. Moreover, the higher the

quality of the beans, the quicker its reaction. That is why I had to be rushed to the hospital."

His words got the reporters to murmur endlessly.

"No wonder they fall ill after they drank up. Tums out, the poison needed coffee to activate. That also means that there is nothing wrong with Soir Coffee's products. Everyone would fall ill no matter which coffee shop they go to."

"It's not just that there is nothing wrong with Soir Coffee. The fact that the so-called victims became ill before they even exited the shop proves that Soir Coffee uses quality beans?'-

"Gah, the more I think about it, the more terrifying this is. If this product ever gets sold, anyone who wants to frame any coffee shop can just lace the products with this poison. It can disrupt the peace in the entire

community!"

"It will never be sold. Our country had always banned the use of this type of poison. I can't believe that idiot actually smuggled it in from Manchernius. He is so

dead." The sound of a squad marching was soon heard. Everyone turned their attention over and was scared out

of their minds when they saw the uniform that the squad had on.

"It's the Specialized Forces!"

Howard instinctively straightened his back and shifted his gaze fearfully when he heard that.

All he saw was the squad marching toward the stage and greeting Vinson politely. After that, they turned to Howard and wamed sternly, "Howard Morgan, we have learned about your secret deal with Manchemius' illegal organizations and the illegal importation of products. We hereby arrest you for the crimes you have committed. You have the right to remain silent, but anything you say ca11 and will be used in the court of law."

After saying his piece, a member of the Specialized

Forces took Howard's gag off.

Cough! Cough! Howard coughed a few times. His lips parted like he had something to say, but it only took him a few seconds to change his mind.

The Specialized Forces weren't like regular cops and would only take action after they had indisputable evidence with them. Them showing up meant that things were set in stone, and there was no turning things around.

Howard's heart filled with regret and hopelessness.

He kept everything well hidden, but he was too greedy.

His desire to pay less tax prompted him to pay the bribes via his company's bank account and listed them down as expenses that would reduce his tax.

It never crossed his mind that his greed would reveal his sins and made it impossible for him to fight back.

Howard knew that he had utterly lost, so his emotions became uncontrollable. Hence, he decided to vent out all of his frustration.

"Vinson Nightshire, how can you blame me for attacking your company? My daughter, Kelsea, won't be locked up if it weren't for you. 1 still can't get her out of there, even though so much time had passed. My family won't be ruined if it weren't for you! This is all your fault. All. Your. Fault! I will curse you every day, and I hope you die a terrible death," roared Howard. His booming voice echoed and inspired fear and pity.

Vinson's gaze slowly shifted to Howard before he turned to the Specialized Forces and said, "You guys heard that, right? He threatened me."

Vinson had a straight face*o'n; 'b_ut.for some unknown reasons, his voice made others feel like he was weak and helpless... I 0

Yep, weak and helpless...'in .Vinson', si'voice...

It didn't seem right, no matter how one looked at it and at which angle.

Vinson probably felt off himself, so he stopped acting altogether after that. He instructed coolly, "Take him

away already."

"Understood, bo... I mean, buddy," replied a guy. He

realized that he almost exposed Vinson's identity as his boss, so he was quick to change his words. He later commanded, "Take him away!"