The Rise Of The Consortium Heir

Chapter 149

Two weeks later, Uncle Theo was sitting comfortably in the garden when the police drove into the compound. He buried his gaze on the ground, and a deep sigh escaped his trembling lips.

“Pamela, my beautiful baby girl." He muttered, staring at her picture in his left hand.

Over the weeks, he had become a drunk after paying another 250 billion dollars to the kidnappers, going against Kelvin's warnings.

Kelvin had picked up a fight with him the previous day and left for Vancouzer in anger. He couldn't take it anymore, everything was falling apart, Mark was way ahead with his plans, and Uncle Theo was not helping matters.

“Good day Mr Woodluck,” the police team leader said, but despite the presence of the police and news reporters patrolling around the place, Uncle Theo didn't seem to care. Somehow, it was as if he had already given up.

“We have orders to bring you into custody, sir. You have the right to remain silent, anything you say or do can and will be used against you in court,”