Camille's heart went tense for a moment. She gazed at Johnson, wondering if he had an account onthe Divine Forum.

The truth was that Camille also had her own account on the Divine Forum. She'd log into the forumevery now and then to read the academic theses uploaded by other doctors. Also, she'd pokearound to see if Dr. Shadow was online or had posted a new thesis.

It had been half a year since Dr. Shadow was last online on the forum.

"Yeah. I've been quite busy lately." Camille glossed over the answer.

A hint of suspicion crossed Johnson's eyes at that moment.

"Have you gotten your hands on a gurdyroot?" he probed.

"Gurdyroot?" Camille hesitated for a moment before nodding with a smile. "Yup. I got it."

Johnson clearly noticed the fleeting confusion. Grimness began to set in on his expression.

Earlier this evening, Dr. Shadow had suddenly logged into the Divine Forum and messagedJohnson to ask if he had a century-old gurdyroot. After he said no, she never responded to him.

"What's wrong?" Camille was starting to feel uneasy upon detecting the slight change in Johnson'sexpression.

Could it be that Johnson knew Dr. Shadow privately?

"It was nothing. It's great that you got yourself a gurdyroot." Johnson forced out a stiff smile.

"Ah. Thanks. It's too chilly out here, so I'm going back to the manor first."

Camille's eyes became shifty. She came up with an excuse before hurrying out of the garden.

Johnson remained rooted to the same spot as he stared at Camille's receding figure. A solemnexpression could be seen on his face.

Was Camille really Dr. Shadow?

The next morning, Hera stepped into the classroom just as the first bell rang. She had only satdown briefly when a grim-faced Kerry led a few police officers into the classroom.

Hushed whispers began to spread across the classroom.

"Who's Hera Youngworth? Please step out of the classroom and go to the police station with us,"the leader of the troop stated seriously.

All of the students turned around to look at Hera, who sat in the last row. She stood up calmly andexited the classroom with the police officers.

"What's going on?" she asked impassively.

"You're pinned with assault and battery charges. Please return to the police station with us forfurther questioning."

Hera's brows were instantly scrunched into a frown.

After the leader showed his warrant for detainment, the police officer behind him whipped out a pairof handcuffs immediately. He cuffed Hera's wrists together before taking her away.

At the same time, a well-dressed Queenie sat on the couch in the deputy chief's office at the policestation. Brandon Hobbs, said deputy chief, served her a cup of coffee while sucking up to her.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Gaskell. I'll be the one personally dealing with this case for you. Judging from Mr.Gaskell's injuries, it won't be a problem for the court to sentence her to imprisonment that lastsbetween three to ten years."

Queenie frowned at her newly done manicure. "Aren't there harsher punishments? I'd prefer it if shegets locked up for the rest of her life!"

"That'll be more difficult to pull off." Brandon looked troubled. "But ten years is more than enough toteach her a lesson."

"Fine." Queenie relented reluctantly.

After that, she pulled out a check and slid it across the desk. "I'll leave this matter in your capablehands, Deputy Chief Hobbs."

Since Hera was ballsy enough to harm Zyler, Queenie wanted to subject her to a fate worse thandeath.

Brandon glanced at the check, a greedy smile soon spreading across his face. But he wasn't in ahurry to accept it.

"You're being way too courteous, Mrs. Gaskell. Tossing her behind bars for ten years is a walk in thepark for me. But before that, are you sure she and the Everetts aren't influential at all?"

The police chief was about to retire soon, meaning Brandon would be promoted to the chief'sposition in no time. He needed to be very cautious at a critical juncture like this.

Queenie just chuckled in response. "Don't worry. The Everetts have already gone bankrupt. In fact,they've racked up a humongous debt, so they can barely take care of themselves now, let aloneHera.

"Gideon, on the other hand, is quite capable and has amassed some connections on his own. Butthose connections of his are just nobodies. They can't do anything to reverse the situation in theirfavor.

"As for Hera… she's just a country bumpkin from the countryside. Without the Everetts' support,she's no different than a homeless person on the streets."

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