The Almighty Alpha Wins Back His Rejected Mate
Chapter 1733

My focus shifted to the investigation into Keenan’s death.

At least, being on my grounds, I had the advantage.

The dead waiter, my subordinate, had received a hefty sum yesterday.

Then, another lead emerged: the waiter had purchased an aphrodisiac yesterday afternoon.

Forensic reports revealed the aphrodisiac was of poor quality.

Both the waiter and Keenan succumbed to its effects-excessive indulgence and drug poisoning.

Keenan’s presence in that room last night stemmed from an appointment made under Debra’s name with a mysterious number.

I trusted Debra.

That number couldn’t be hers, and the message to meet Keenan was not hers.

The individual who arranged the meeting with Keenan likely bribed the waiter.

Every clue pointed to someone framing Debra and orchestrating her entanglement with Keenan.

The thought of someone attempting to tarnish Debra’s name and endanger her at our engagement party filled me with rage.

Even though our engagement was not real, I couldn’t tolerate such a vile act.

Andrew’s POV:

Gritting my teeth, I instructed my assistant in a low voice, “Trace this unknown number and gather all information linked to the bank card used to transfer money to the waiter.

”

Whoever it was, I’d expose them.

George, my assistant, furrowed his brow in thought.

After a hesitant pause, he asked, “Will you pursue this regardless of who’s behind it?”

“Do I have a choice?” I countered, my gaze turning icy.

“Someone was murdered on my property.

If I don’t retaliate, I could be next.

”

George, a seasoned and capable individual, had witnessed his fair share in his years working for me.

He quickly grasped the situation’s seriousness and recommitted, “Don’t worry, sir.

I’ll replace the culprit.

No one disrespects your authority.

”

I dismissed him, confident in his loyalty.

Exhaustion washed over me as I settled onto the sofa, massaging my temples.

We had uncovered most of the evidence, though we hadn’t found the mastermind.

Regardless, I had enough to prove Debra’s innocence.

Resolute, I collected the evidence and headed towards Debbie and her son’s room.

The bodyguards stationed there readily opened the door upon seeing me.

However, before entering, I was met with the sound of Debbie’s sobbing.

“My husband gone so soon! How can we possibly go on without him? Life is pointless now! I don’t want to live anymore!”