The Heiress's Comeback-Chapter 88: [Volume 1] - - Question you?.

"We know we’re useless and can’t even give you the money you want," he continued, his tone shifting to one of mock despair. "But please, don’t do anything to my wife. Please."

He fell to his knees, a theatrical display of helplessness, hands clasped in a gesture of surrender. The elders, initially taken aback, exchanged confused glances, unsure how to respond to his performance.

Esme observed, a slight smirk tugging at her lips, appreciating the act but knowing the truth behind it. The atmosphere thickened with tension, the elders’ expressions hardening as they tried to regain control of the situation.

"Enough of this charade," one elder snapped, frustration seeping through his voice, but Jay merely bowed his head, feigning further distress. The room crackled with a mix of indignation and confusion, as the power dynamics shifted subtly with each moment of his act.

The officers, witnessing the vulnerable display from Jay, felt a surge of anger rise within them. The elders’ behavior was beyond reproach. One officer stepped forward, his voice firm and unwavering. "I’m sorry, sir, ma’am, but you have to come with us."

The elders erupted in protest, shouting and scrambling to assert their authority, but their words fell on deaf ears. The officers swiftly moved to handcuff them, their expressions grim as they realized the depth of the situation.

In the chaos, the officers overlooked one crucial detail: the mer standing before them—far from ordinary. One was a genius CEO, another a sharp-witted lawyer, and the third a brilliant scientist. Their backgrounds spoke volumes about the potential consequences of underestimating them.

As the elders were led away, one officer couldn’t help but glance at the trio.

As the officers led the elders away, one of them turned to Esme, his demeanor shifting from authority to curiosity. "Can you tell us more about what happened here? We need to understand the full context."

Esme leaned against the wall, crossing her arms with a confident air. "They barged in, accusing me of things that aren’t true. They’ve been harassing my husband and me for days."

One of the elders, a woman with tear-streaked cheeks, suddenly shouted, "This is all because this woman is cheating on our nephews! She’s torn our family apart!" Her voice trembled as she attempted to play the victim, dramatic sobs escaping her lips.

Esme raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. "Really? Is that the best you can do? You think crying will absolve you of your actions?"

The officer’s expression turned serious as he looked between Esme and her brothers, weighing the gravity of the accusations. "If what these elders are saying is true, we might have a different situation on our hands. Cheating is still an offense in some contexts, and if there’s evidence..."

One elder interjected, his voice trembling as he tried to hold back tears. "We did this out of concern for our family! We just wanted to protect our nephews from her deceit!" His desperation felt rehearsed, as if he was trying to invoke sympathy from everyone present.

Another elder joined in, his voice breaking. "Yes, yes! We just want to save our nephews! My sister and brother-in-law are already gone. I don’t want them to suffer more!" He let out a loud sob, tears streaming down his face.

Esme maintained her composure, rolling her eyes at their theatrics. "This is rich. You’re not concerned about my husbands; you’re only worried about your own reputation and control."

The officer, sensing the manipulation, turned back to Esme. "Do you have any evidence to counter these claims? Any proof that they’re harassing you rather than you being unfaithful?"

Esme took a deep breath, the frustration evident in her tone. "I have everything documented—messages, recordings, and witnesses. This isn’t about infidelity; it’s about their abusive behavior."

The officer nodded, glancing at the elders who were still feigning distress. "We’ll need to see that evidence. This will be part of our investigation."

Then the first round of accusations began. "We have proof! The person she was cheating with is in this house. His name is Prince, and he’s the butler! You can even ask my nephews; they know the truth!"

Esme’s expression hardened, but the Aron brothers shifted uncomfortably, their faces serious, a flicker of hurt in their eyes.

One of the senior officers turned to Esme in a professional tone. "Would you mind calling Mr. Prince? We need to investigate him as well. Thank you."

"Officers, I don’t think we need to involve him in this. It’s a family matter," Esme protested, desperation creeping into her voice.

The officers exchanged glances, then one replied firmly, "I’m sorry, Ms. Rose, but things have already gotten out of hand. If what the elders say is true, then we need to investigate every angle."

Esme took a moment to collect her thoughts, then turned and instructed a servant to call Prince. The servant nodded and hurried inside.

Moments later, Prince descended the stairs, his attire perfectly pressed. The officers looked him over, noting his striking features and the cheerful demeanor that radiated from him. His smile seemed almost too bright, fitting the stereotype of a charming but potentially dangerous homewrecker.

As he reached the bottom, Prince glanced around, sensing the tension in the room. "What’s going on?" he asked, a hint of confusion in his voice.

The officers gestured for him to come forward, their expressions serious. "We need to ask you some questions regarding the allegations made by these elders."

As Prince stepped forward, the atmosphere shifted. The officers’ demeanor grew more serious as they began their questioning.

"Prince," one officer said, maintaining a professional tone, "we’ve been informed that there are allegations of infidelity involving you and Ms. Esme. Can you clarify your relationship with her?"

Prince’s expression remained calm, though a flicker of concern crossed his features. "Esme is my employer, and I respect her immensely. Any rumors about a romantic relationship are unfounded."

Another elder, desperate to regain control, chimed in. "See? He’s lying! They were seen together multiple times when the family wasn’t around. You can’t trust her!"