Chapter 287

Facing Atticus's threat, Harper not only wasn't afraid but became even more arrogant, trying to provoke him.

"What can you do to me? Atticus, don't forget the current status of the Wilson Family, especially you. Try to touch me, and you'll lose your position!"

"I don't care about my life. If I die, I'll take you down with me. Come on, do it!"

The moment she was caught, she didn't expect to leave alive.

If she could take that little bitch Isabella down with her, it would be worth it!

At least Bianca could smoothly become Mrs. Brown.

Sacrificing herself to ensure Bianca's future wealth and glory, she wasn't afraid.

"You think I don't dare? This is the Wilson Family's territory. Even if I torture you, no one will find out."

Atticus squinted his eyes, "Harper, you should know what happens when you fall into the hands of the Wilson Family. If you don't want to suffer, tell me the truth."

Harper's face changed. She was terrified inside but still gritted her teeth and refused to speak.

Once she spoke, her death would be near.

"Just because they can't find out now doesn't mean they never will. When they do, the Wilson Family will be charged with murder. I'll be waiting to see your downfall."

"And you say I harmed her, so I did? Grace died of illness back then. There's a hospital certificate to prove it. What makes you say it was me?"

Atticus's eyes were filled with malice. He didn't expect Harper to be so cunning.

She had endured for so long without saying a word of truth.

If this were in the military, he had hundreds of ways to make her tell the truth, but this was the Wilson Family's territory. He couldn't really torture her.

Otherwise, how would he be different from a murderer?

Seeing that Atticus wouldn't really do anything to her, Harper became even more reckless.

"Atticus, I'm telling you, you'd better let me go now. Otherwise, when the police find you, your life will be over!"

Meanwhile, outside the one-way glass door, Isabella and Holden listened to the interrogation room's sounds clearly.

Seeing Atticus lock Harper in the room and come out, they followed him out.

In the reception room, Atticus crossed his hands against his forehead, deep in thought, his whole body exuding a low pressure.

Isabella sat nearby, her thoughts drifting far away.

She remembered that when they caught Harper, Harper's mental state was already problematic, and she kept saying she was a ghost.

She thought Harper's current condition would make the interrogation easy.

Unexpectedly, Harper was so tough.

Knowing Atticus's background and that he wouldn't easily use private punishment, she firmly denied any involvement in the past incident.

The interrogation had to be paused.

But time couldn't be wasted like this. Isabella frowned and broke the silence.

"Uncle Atticus, besides using private punishment, isn't there any other way?"

Isabella didn't suggest using private punishment.

First, she didn't want to become a perpetrator herself. Second, this method had too many restrictions on Atticus's status.

If it went wrong and touched the legal bottom line, Atticus would lose everything.

"Isabella, do you have any ideas?"

Holden, sitting opposite, handed the choice to Isabella.

After all, Harper was caught by her, and the answers she wanted were about Grace's truth.

Isabella thought for a moment, "If we can make Harper lower her guard, find her weakness and use it, she might tell the truth herself."

"How do we make her lower her guard?"

Atticus asked.

"Let me go in and talk to her." Isabella looked seriously at Atticus, "Uncle Atticus, Harper hates me the most. Only I can provoke her deepest hatred, making her most likely to lower her guard. I want to try..."

"No!"

Before Isabella could finish, Atticus interrupted her, his face extremely serious.

"I don't agree, Isabella. I know Grace's death has always been a concern for you, but we can't just send you in to take risks, especially now that you're pregnant. There can't be any mistakes."

"Yeah, Isabella, I don't agree either. Letting you go in with that crazy woman Harper, are you kidding? What if she hurts you?"

Holden was also resolute.

Anything could be discussed, but when it came to Isabella's safety, it was a no-go.

Isabella sighed. She had guessed the result the moment she spoke.

Her uncles cared so much about her. How could they bear to send her into such a risk? But she was really anxious to find out the truth about Grace's death.

If her presence could make Harper tell the truth, she was willing to try.

"Uncle Atticus, let me try. Harper is tied to a chair. I won't get close to her, and..."

Isabella bit her lip, placing her hands on her swollen belly, "If I can find out the truth about my mother's accident, I believe the baby will understand."

"Nonsense!"

"A child is a child, and you are you. For whatever reason, I won't allow you to go in."

Atticus, who had never spoken harshly to Isabella, was so angry that his eyes turned red, sternly stopping her.

Holden also persuaded, "Isabella, don't make Atticus angry. You just want the truth, but have you thought about us and Daniel? If something happens to you in there, how will your grandpa live?"

Daniel was her bottom line. Isabella finally gave up the idea.

She wasn't afraid of what Harper might do to her. She had her two uncles by her side, and she was capable enough to handle Harper without any weapons.

But Holden's words made sense. She could guard against Harper's attacks, but her emotions couldn't be completely unaffected.

This child was what Daniel had been longing for. If there was an accident...

"Do you think Harper has any weaknesses, like what she cares about the most? If we can grasp that, we won't have to worry about getting the truth out of her?"

Holden stroked his chin, trying to divert the topic to prevent Isabella from having any more risky ideas.

"I'm afraid not."

Atticus had already investigated Harper deeply, "Harper was an orphan since childhood, with a lonely and vain personality. She grew up working in a luxury store, where she met Indigo."

The rest didn't need to be said; Isabella knew it all.

"Now Indigo has long been controlled by my people because of the last incident at the Brown Group. He can't contact Harper, and their daughter Bianca has been missing since being sent abroad."

"Wait!"

Isabella's eyes lit up, "Uncle Atticus, maybe their daughter Bianca is in Evergreen City right now!"