Mr. Sterling, Mrs. Sterling is Multifaceted!-Chapter 287: It Must Be Him Who Rushed Back

"What happened today? It made Selena so happy."

Chloe descended the stairs to see Selena, full of smiles, dancing with the puppy in the living room, humming a tune that was unrecognizable.

"Yes, I’m really happy."

Selena didn’t answer the reason for her happiness, her gaze shifted to the TV screen broadcasting the news.

It was a live broadcast from the execution site.

The crowd was massive, even more than when Seraphina gave her last speech.

And they were all there to witness Seraphina’s execution by firing squad.

If Seraphina dies, Ethan will surely be sad; as his sister, I must comfort him more then.

Thinking this, the curve of Selena’s smile grew wider.

Before long, Ryan also came downstairs, his clothes perfectly pressed, showing none of his recent disarray.

He sat silently on the sofa, staring intently at the television screen.

"..."

Chloe, seeing both of them so focused on the execution site, couldn’t help but wonder what was so interesting to watch.

It was just about executing a fugitive from Veridian Isle.

What’s there to pay attention to?

She sat on the sofa, peeling an orange from the fruit platter, quietly, without disturbing them.

Time slowly passed by.

Unnoticed, the time for execution had arrived, but the vehicle escorting Seraphina to the scene had yet to appear. The armed police had already cleared a path through the crowd, ready for the vehicle’s passage.

Where are they?

Feeling uneasy, Selena swallowed hard as the reporter on the TV explained it might be due to traffic.

Traffic?

But with a high-profile prisoner like Seraphina being transported, there would surely be armed police leading the way, so how could there be any traffic issues?

Visible on the LCD screen, the expressions of some armed officers changed noticeably after receiving messages through their walkie-talkies, and they retreated from the crowd. What was going on? No execution? No, absolutely not!

Selena closed her eyes, angrily throwing the puppy in her arms to the ground.

What are these people doing?

Ten minutes late already!

"Hahahahahahaha——" A burst of maniacal laughter suddenly broke the silence in the living room, causing Selena to turn her head and see Ryan laughing arrogantly beside her.

His face was beet red, as if some wish had been fulfilled.

"Dad, what’s going on with you?" An ominous premonition crept up from her feet.

"So much time has passed, yet the death row prisoner hasn’t arrived—what does that signify, don’t you understand?"

Ryan stood up calmly, smoothing out his expensive suit.

"Probably just traffic, as the reporter said?" Selena replied with a forced smile.

"How naive, Miles Harrington meticulously orchestrated all this to appease the public and the conglomerates; of course, he would prepare thoroughly."

Ryan laughed, full of confidence, "It means someone has come back."

Came back? 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Who?

Seraphina looked at the TV screen incredulously, still resisting, "No, it can’t be, the President and Special Assistant Ayers wouldn’t allow my second brother to return."

"The execution site is completely surrounded, with multiple security checkpoints along the way. Tell me, where is the weakest point in defense?" Ryan, in a good mood, even discussed the problem with Selena.

"..."

The Directorate. The moment Seraphina left The Directorate was when the defense was the weakest.

Although the world only knows what The Directorate does, no one knows its exact location, but my big brother, he couldn’t possibly be unaware.

Has he really come back?

How did he manage that?

Impossible!

Didn’t they say all paths back were blocked?

He can’t have come back.

Chloe, sitting on the sofa, saw Ryan suddenly stride out and asked, "Ryan, where are you going?"

"I’m going to visit my good son, to see if he’s foolish enough to defy the entire conglomerate for a woman, and then go find my good friends for some tea."

Ryan was ecstatic.

As long as he held the evidence of Ethan risking everything to protect the Veridian Isle fugitive and joined forces with the conglomerates, everything would return as before.

The most anxious was Selena, who abruptly stood up, "No, no, you can’t, my second brother’s people are guarding outside, you can’t leave."

"Slap!"

A sharp slap echoed in the living room. Already fragile, Selena was knocked to the ground, Ryan bellowed, "I don’t need you telling me how to do things!"

"Father!"

"What right does Ethan have to challenge me? Usually, he can’t go out, but today, no one will stop me! Do you really think I have no trump cards?"

Having said that, Ryan vigorously walked out without any hesitation.

"..."

It seems Ryan intends to bring in the last of his remaining forces to help him leave the estate.

And all these opportunities she created for Ryan.

Cupping her face in agony, Selena lay on the ground, her thoughts scattered.

Can it really be true that my brother is willing to oppose all of the Z country’s conglomerates for that woman?

Why?

Why must my second brother rush back?

How did he manage it?

...

The execution site.

Miles Harrington was the first to receive the news among everyone.

The moment he received the call, his expression changed drastically, and he immediately ordered the driver to head back quickly while arranging for the armed police to return to The Directorate for support.

Nathan Ayers, seeing the car beside him leave, immediately followed as well.

The crowd was still intensely discussing, unaware of why Seraphina, who should have been executed, hadn’t shown up, while Hector Shaw and members of The Defiance Society also sensed that something was amiss.

The special police on site were redeployed, and simultaneously decided to follow them, leaving together!

"Come on, everyone get in my car!" Ronan Yates felt a premonition that excited him greatly.

"Why hasn’t Seraphina appeared? Could it be that the authorities thought there were too many people and secretly executed her?" Rory was very worried.

"Let’s follow and see what’s happening first."

The chatter at the scene grew louder, and the crowd’s emotions became more agitated, yet none noticed the many cars quietly departing, all heading in the same direction.

...

Ten minutes ago, Seraphina sat in the customized prisoner transport vehicle of The Directorate.

This vehicle was entirely black, equipped with bulletproof materials, extremely sturdy, making it impossible for outsiders to see what was inside. Around Seraphina were iron bars, ensuring she wouldn’t escape.

In front, behind, and on both sides of her were armed guards, standing vigilantly.

Before her departure, The Directorate specially arranged for two female officers to help her freshen up and change into clean clothes, as a last bit of dignity afforded to her.