Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO-Chapter 411: As long as it’s justice, it never comes easy.

"Let her go?" Arwen asked, amusement laced with disdain as she stared at him. "For you? And for the promise that you gave to her dying brother? Sorry, but who do you think you are?"

"Arwen, I —"

"At the very least, you weren't the one who suffered the pain I went through that night?"

She took a small step forward, her presence suffocating, forcing Ryan to step back subconsciously.

"I—"

"You weren't the one who saw death wrapped in a cape of regret and disappointment, creeping closer with every second," she continued, her voice low but razor-sharp. "And you definitely weren't the one paralyzed by the fear that the next second —your next breath —could be your last in this world."

Her words hit like a storm, each syllable laced with the pain he had never tried to understand.

"Since you haven't seen or experienced anything of the sort, you don't get to decide whether I let her go or not."

"Arwen, I am just —"

Before he could finish, Arwen interrupted him letting out a dark chuckle, the sound devoid of any humor.

"You know what Ryan? Just when I thought you couldn't be any more shameless, you went ahead and proved me wrong." She shook her head, her disappointment evident and then turned to walk past him.

This time Ryan didn't stop her.

His shoulders slumped as she walked past him, their arms brushing, yet the distance between them felt to be getting wider.

He closed his eyes, feeling the weight of shame pressing down on him. He knew what he was asking was wrong. But still, he couldn't bring himself to break the promise he made to Zeke.

Just as he thought she was gone for good, she paused.

"And one thing more, Ryan."

Her voice was calm, almost indifferent, but when she turned to glance at him over her shoulders, her eyes carried the weight of finality.

"Sending Delyth abroad and ensuring she never returns has nothing to do with me. Protect her, or do whatever you want with her —I don't care. But if you think that I will let her go for what she did to me, then you are wrong. Even if you hide him in another world, I will find a way to make sure she knows what the dread of death looks like. I am not letting her go at any cost."

Saying that, she walked away, her steps confident and unwavering.

Ryan turned to look her way. The more the distance grew between them, the farther she felt —like a dream slipping beyond his grasp.

Approaching the car, Arwen slipped inside the car without another glance back.

"Let's leave," she instructed.

Understanding her order, Alfred started the engine and drove away from the premise.

The silence in the car was thick, charged with unspoken tension. Mia, sensing Arwen's foul mood, remained quiet for a long time. But after a while, she could no longer hold back her curiosity.

Turning slightly, she hesitated before asking "Ma'am, do you have any instructions for me?"

Arwen, lost in her own thoughts, didn't register her words at first. It took a moment before she finally responded.

"Instructions?" she asked.

Mia's brows furrowed slightly, but she nodded, "Like taking regular follow-ups with CIB regarding the case?"

Arwen blinked, pondering for the briefest second before shaking her head in refusal. "There won't be any need for that," she said, making Mia's brows furrow in puzzlement.

"But Ma'am, if we don't follow up, how will we know if they have found any leads or evidence against Delyth Ember."

"They won't be able to find any," Arwen replied, her tone coming firm and confident.

Mia didn't understand. Her confusion was evident as she asked, "Is it because you think Officer Davis will be biased and won't properly investigate?" Then, quickly offering a solution, she suggested, "If that's the case, we can find another officer to take over. With your background, it wouldn't be difficult."

The poor have to struggle for justice. The rich always have it under their reach.

Mia believed that as long as Arwen tried, she would find a way to uncover the truth.

Perhaps her beliefs were too evident on her face, because when Arwen looked at her, she let out a light chuckle.

"As long as it's justice, it never comes easy —whether you are rich or poor," she said slowly before shaking her head. "And no, I don't doubt Officer Davis's honesty. I am sure he will do everything within his power to find the evidence against Delyth."

"Then why do you think he won't be able to find anything? Even a blind could tell she was somewhere involved in your accident that night." Mia had seen the surveillance footage. She was sure about it.

Arwen's eyes turned sharp as she stared ahead at the road.

"I am so sure they won't find anything —not because they don't want to, but because before they can reach it, it will be gone. Or maybe, by now, it has already been wiped away," Arwen replied.

Ryan Foster might have been there, begging and pleading her to let Delyth go, but he wasn't powerless. He had the means to protect her on his own.

He was only asking her to spare Delyth to save his own image.

So that tomorrow, he wouldn't have to feel ashamed when he stood before her.

That fact that he begged for a simple promise he made Zeke Ember —tells enough of the significance it holds in his life.

Ryan Foster will not let that promise break. He will protect Delyth at all costs.

A knowing smirk played at the corners of Arwen's lips. But she said nothing to explain it.

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Turning to Mia, she simply said, "You don't have to worry about it. Even if we don't ask for the follow-up, their team will keep me in the loop. So, if they find any evidence, I will get to know."

Mia nodded in understanding.

Arwen then turned to look the other way.

Right now, to her, Delyth Ember was not at all important. She would bring her the punishment in time.

But before that, she was desperate to solve the mystery swirling around Aiden and herself.

After what she had seen in the video today, her suspicion had only gotten stronger.