Villains Act Shamelessly: The Heiress was the Great National Master! Chapter 407: Filing a Complaint

Thea Shaw thought Adrian Anson wouldn’t answer this question.

After a while, Adrian Anson sent over a subtle inquiry: [Is there a problem on your end?]

Thea Shaw stared at this choice of words and directly concluded that Adrian Anson must know sothing.

He had even heard about it; this kind of thing likely wasn’t the first ti it had happened, so Adrian Anson reflexively asked Thea Shaw if there was an issue.

Thea Shaw’s Checker Talk: [I never expected you distinguished and upright sects with thick eyebrows and big eyes would do such things! I’m truly heartbroken! I thought we were all peers, all about fair competition, never did I expect that if you couldn’t outdo , you’d play dirty!]

Adrian Anson: [Don’t make baseless accusations without evidence! What happened that you suspect us, The Aetherium Sect?]

With that previous remark as a setup, Adrian Anson’s refutation carried little confidence.

Thea Shaw really didn’t hide anything from him.

Thea Shaw’s Checker Talk: [I read Regina Shelby’s fortune a couple of days ago, it was significant, and she wouldn’t just say it casually. Now Regina Shelby is dead, and I, the one who read her fortune, am being suspected as a suspect. This might have been leaked by her agent, but why would her agent suspect for no reason? So, I speculate that soone is orchestrating this from behind the scenes.]

Such malice, the most likely source is a peer.

Adrian Anson: [So where’s your evidence to suspect The Aetherium Sect?]

Adrian Anson should be angry about his sect being suspected.

Over the phone, no one knows what the other person is thinking.

Thea Shaw’s Checker Talk: [Recently, the only peer I’ve interacted with is your Aetherium Sect, and I’ve already received several warnings to be careful of The Aetherium Sect. You must have so idea of your sect’s situation, right?]

Adrian Anson fell silent.

Adrian Anson didn’t respond anymore.

Thea Shaw thought this was his reaction of guilt.

Those warnings weren’t baseless. The Aetherium Sect surely had quite a few such incidents before, no wonder my ntor says that a good industry should have a multitude of flowers. Even if worst cos to worst, in a place as big as Aethelgard, it shouldn’t be just The Aetherium Sect being active.

China has had no shortage of traditional sects since ancient tis.

Thea Shaw didn’t continue to press Adrian Anson.

As an insider of the sect, even if he knew sothing, he couldn’t just recklessly spill anything. Thea Shaw asked him rely to confirm the matter.

Once the information was confird, she looked back at Jesse Jennings.

Waiting helplessly isn’t her style. Since Landon has already started dealing with Jesse Jennings on her behalf, she can start from other angles.

Like seeking help or filing a complaint.

Thea Shaw made a call to Florence Locke.

When the call connected, Thea Shaw’s theatrical sobs flooded Florence Locke’s ear through the phone: "ntor, people’s hearts have beco cruel, and morals have declined! Soone’s trying to fra and falsely accuse your disciple. I’ve lived so long without even being able to kill an ant, and now they’re framing for murder! How can sothing so absurd happen, ntor!"

Florence Locke was still dealing with Ryan Sinclair’s matters and had been busy with Julian Sinclair until midnight last night.

Awakened early in the morning, and suddenly hearing Thea Shaw’s ’sobs,’ Florence Locke’s previously groggy mind imdiately cleared up. She rubbed her temples: "This is indeed outrageous. Do you have any suspects?"

"I do!"

Just as Thea Shaw was about to continue, a hoarse male voice ca from the other end of the line: "Florence, who’s that?"

Florence Locke: "..."

Thea Shaw: "..."