Villains Act Shamelessly: The Heiress was the Great National Master! Chapter 498: Did Favoring Sons Lead to Switched Children?

In the middle of the night, Lucas Sawyer was taken in for formal investigation.

Thea Shaw, the victim, and Zia Sutton stood aside, while outside Mrs. Seymour and Mr. Sutton were negotiating.

Facing the cold night wind, Zia’s overheated mind gradually cald down. He looked at Mr. Sutton arguing fiercely with Mrs. Seymour and felt a bit uneasy, "I didn’t overstep, did I?"

Thea glanced at him: "What overstepping? That was a heroic rescue!"

At that mont, Leon Vaughn looked at Thea, sniffled, and solemnly bowed to her: "Thank you, really, thank you."

At that ti, she was screaming in the car, surrounded by Lucas Sawyer’s people.

She knew many people heard, but no one dared to intervene.

Only Thea and Zia rescued her.

They were her lifesavers.

Zia, rarely being so gratefully thanked after doing a good deed, though he later wondered if he had gotten into trouble, felt his sense of justice swell with pride at those words, patting his chest: "You’re welco. How can a true man stand by idly? Helping others is what we should do!"

Leon glanced at Mrs. Seymour over there.

Although she hadn’t seen much of the world, just by looking at Mrs. Seymour’s clothes, she could tell she was soone influential.

She looked at Mrs. Seymour, uneasily twisted her fingers: "Will this trouble you?"

She also knew that entanglents with such wealthy people are hard to escape, and she didn’t dare to think about what to do next.

Reading too much social news inevitably leads to thinking in a darker direction.

Thea looked at Leon’s eyes and smiled mysteriously: "Don’t worry, there won’t be any trouble."

"Really no trouble?" Even Zia felt a bit uneasy. He pulled Thea aside and whispered: "Look at Dad and Auntie Seymour..."

Although Mr. Sutton seed to maintain his composure, Mrs. Seymour looked so upset she almost argued with Mr. Sutton.

The only reason they didn’t argue was that they were outside and needed to maintain their reputations.

"Don’t worry, I said there’s no trouble, there won’t be any trouble. Not only that, Auntie Seymour will actively handle her son."

Zia was sowhat shocked: "Why?"

Her son might be going to jail now. Judging from Mrs. Seymour’s deanor, it’s unlikely she would let the matter rest, so how could she actively handle her son?

Thea, with hands behind her back, once again exuded an aura of soone with worldly wisdom: "Did you forget what I do?"

Zia: "Superstitious nonsense? Are you planning to curse her with birth charts?"

"...Sotis, don’t you feel like your brain is superfluous in front of Aurora and ?"

Zia felt wronged: "How am I supposed to understand you superstitious types?"

Living in a materialistic world, even with Thea right in front of him defying science, she was at most a fortune teller. With Zia’s limited imagination, he couldn’t think of more.

Thea straightforwardly explained: "Didn’t we et Mrs. Seymour before we ca? At first glance, I knew she doesn’t have a son, only a daughter. But I asked Dad, and Dad said Mrs. Seymour doesn’t have a daughter. So what’s the deal with this Lucas Sawyer now?"

Zia: "..."

He opened his mouth wide, unable to believe he stumbled into such a dramatic event again.

Zia thought for a long ti before muttering: "Did Mrs. Seymour swap her child due to favoring boys over girls?"

Thea: "..."