Alpha's Regret the Luna is Secret Heiress (by Sylvia) novel Chapter 334

Chapter 256: The Predator’s Gambit

(Olivia’s POV)

The police arrived within minutes of Linda’s frantic call. Two officers approached our group with professional detachment.

“What seems to be the problem here?” the senior officer asked.

Robert struggled to his feet, still clutching his shoulder. “This woman assaulted my elderly father and then her bodyguard attacked us!”

I stepped forward calmly. “Officer, I’m Olivia Winters, attorney at Moonlaw Legal Services. I witnessed Mr. Harold Blackstone collapse from what appears to be a medical emergency.”

The younger officer took notes while his partner listened. “Can you explain the sequence of events?”

“Mr. Blackstone suffered what doctors diagnosed as a cerebral hemorrhage,” I explained. “I immediately called an ambulance and accompanied him to the hospital.”

Robert interrupted angrily. “She’s lying! She pushed my father!”

The senior officer held up his hand. “Sir, please let her finish.”

“After ensuring Mr. Blackstone received medical care, his family approached me demanding three million dollars in compensation,” I continued.

Linda’s face flushed red. “That’s not true!”

“They claimed I was responsible for his collapse and threatened to file false charges if I didn’t pay,” I said.

The officers exchanged glances. The senior officer addressed Robert directly.

“Sir, this appears to be a civil tort dispute, which falls outside our jurisdiction. If you believe you have grounds for compensation, you’ll need to pursue legal proceedings through the courts.”

Martha Blackwell’s eyes blazed with fury. “If you don’t pay, we will sue you in court!”

I smiled coldly. “Actually, I have a better idea.”

I pulled out my smartphone and activated the voice recording. “I have audio evidence of your extortion attempt

The clear recording played Robert’s voice demanding three million dollars. His threats echoed through the hospital parking area.

“This recording proves criminal conspiracy to defraud an innocent citizen through false accusations,” I stated,

Robert’s face went pale. “You can’t use that! We didn’t consent to being recorded!”

“Harbor City is a one–party consent jurisdiction,” I replied smoothly. “The recording is perfectly legal.”

The officers listened intently as the audio continued. Robert’s increasingly desperate demands painted a clear picture of attempted extortion.

“Emma, please show the officers our video footage,” I instructed.

My driver produced his tablet, displaying the crystal–clear Moonlight Dash Cam recording. The video showed Harold Blackstone stumbling and collapsing without any contact from

1. me.

“As you can see, I immediately exited my vehicle to render assistance,” I narrated.

The footage continued, showing me calling the ambulance and staying with Harold until paramedics arrived.

“The hospital’s medical records will confirm Mr. Blackstone suffered a spontaneous cerebral hemorrhage,” I added.

The senior officer studied the video carefully. “This footage clearly contradicts the family’s claims.”

“We also have the doctor’s statement confirming the medical emergency was unrelated to any external trauma,” I said.

Robert desperately tried to salvage his scheme. “The video could be doctored! You can’t trust digital evidence!”

The younger officer shook his head. “Sir, this appears to be a clear case of attempted extortion.”

“Based on the evidence presented, we’re initiating an investigation into the Blackstone family for attempted extortion and insurance fraud,” the senior officer announced.

Linda began crying hysterically. “This isn’t fair! We just wanted help with medical bills!”

“Ma’am, demanding money through false accusations is a serious crime, the officer replied,

Marcus finally spoke up, his voice shaking. “Dad, maybe we should just go home.”

“Shut up!” Robert snapped at his son.

“We do. She’s just here to handle administrative details,” Connor said.

Victoria’s voice came through again, closer this time. “Connor, they really need you now. It’s urgent.”

The overly familiar tone in her voice made my teeth clench. “I should let you go,” I said curtly.

“Livvy, wait-”

I ended the call before he could finish. Something about Victoria’s presence bothered me deeply.

Later that night, I tried calling Connor again. The phone rang several times before someone answered.

“Hello?” Victoria’s cool voice came through the speaker.

“Where’s Connor?” I demanded.

“Oh, it’s you,” Victoria said dismissively. “Connor’s in the shower right now. He can’t come to the phone.”

The blatant implication in her tone made my blood boil. “Tell him I called.”

“Of course,” Victoria replied with false sweetness. “I’ll be sure to let him know.”

I hung up immediately, my hands shaking with rage. The territorial anger of my wolf Cora surged through me.

One final attempt. I initiated a video call, hoping to see Connor’s face and dispel my growing suspicions.

The call connected, but the screen remained black. Instead, I heard sounds that made my blood run cold.

Connor’s labored breathing filled the audio. Then Victoria’s unmistakable moans echoed through the speaker.

The suggestive sounds painted a vivid and disturbing picture. My entire body began trembling with fury.

I disconnected immediately, unable to hold my phone steady. At that moment, I felt a burst of anger straight into the sky, my entire being trembling slightly with fury.

The last time I had encountered Vanessa Reed at the restaurant, I had already told Connor that the woman harbored inexplicable hostility toward me. Now Connor had gone to Deepwater City and brought Victoria Hartwell along? And he hadn’t even mentioned it to me.