The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1031:

In short, Rosalie’s message was clear: Corrine should not be near Nate.

Corrine walked to a quiet spot in the garden, her phone in hand.

She unlocked it and saw a series of messages pop up. All of them said, “Hey, are you online?” She frowned deeply.

Just then, the phone rang. It was the man she had messaged earlier. He was an important figure in the Alliance Organization, known as the Lone Ranger.

The Alliance Organization had members spread across the globe. They worked in areas that were neither entirely legal nor illegal, but they had significant influence everywhere.

Their customers stretched from government officials to street vendors; anyone could get whatever information they wanted—if they were willing to pay the price.

No one knew exactly when the Alliance Organization had begun. It only became noticeable after it started playing a key role in black markets around the world.

Corrine took a deep breath, answered the call, and immediately asked, “Are you out of your mind?”

The Lone Ranger didn’t hold back. “Why did you take so long to respond? I thought you hadn’t seen my messages.”

Corrine stayed silent.

“Why did you want me to look into the Mercedes-Benz G63 6X6?” The Lone Ranger pressed, having pieced something together. “I heard about a crash on the Independent Continent with three Mercedes-Benz G63 6X6. You’re there, aren’t you?”

Though he was making an educated guess, his tone was certain.

Corrine didn’t respond to his question. “What did you find?”

“I’ve already sent it to your email.” Her avoiding the question only confirmed his assumption. He continued, “Add me on WhatsApp later. It’s easier to share things that way.”

𝓒𝒉𝓮𝓬𝓴 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓾𝓹𝓭𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭: 𝑔𝓪𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝓈.𝓬𝗈𝗺noveldrama

Corrine responded with a simple “Okay,” and then asked, “Can you track the cars’ owners?”

The Lone Ranger wasted no time. He quickly typed, and a list filled the screen.

He skimmed through the list and said, “The Mercedes-Benz G63 6X6 isn’t that rare. I went through last year’s purchase records. Six cars hadn’t had any repairs or maintenance. Three were sold again, leaving three likely matches.”

So, the owners of those three cars were all from the Independent Continent.

“I looked up the owners. They’re all from the Independent Continent and share the last name Hopkins. The three car owners are probably one and the same.”

Corrine’s eyes sharpened at that. A cold gleam flickered in them.

“What’s their full name?”

Lone Ranger sounded frustrated. “Their system got an upgrade. I can only see the last name—Hopkins. The first names are encrypted.” He added, “But the black bar hiding the first name is pretty long. You could use that to narrow it down.”

Corrine gave a small smile. “Thanks.”

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