Three Systems Made the Fake Heiress Unstoppable

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The surrounding patrons were drawn by the commotion and glanced over, but no one stepped forward to help.

By this time, Evan Shaw, Wendy Winters, and Ethan Prescott realized the man was getting agitated. They quickly closed in, ready to intervene in case he tried anything reckless.

Pinned firmly down by Chloe York, the man couldn’t move an inch. Hearing her words and realizing that a crowd was gathering to watch, he flew into a humiliated rage. He yelled at the top of his lungs, "Where did you come from, you nosy brat?! I’m warning you, mind your own business, or you’re going to get yourself into trouble!"

As he cursed, he struggled frantically, spewing a steady stream of profanities. He even tried to kick Chloe, but her grip was rock-solid. Twisting his arms back, she locked them even tighter and slammed him directly onto the tabletop.

"You’ve sexually assaulted women multiple times and filmed videos to blackmail your victims. Did you really think you could commit all these crimes and get away with it scot-free?" Chloe said coldly, exposing his misdeeds for all to hear. "I’m taking you to the police station today. It’s time you paid the price for what you’ve done."

Hearing this, the man’s face instantly drained of color, a flash of panic crossing his eyes. He clearly hadn’t expected a complete stranger to know his secrets. He wondered how she knew. He had been so discreet!

Now that Chloe had exposed his true nature, his former arrogance vanished. His struggles weakened, and his furious curses turned into panicked, flimsy excuses. "You’re spouting nonsense! Stop slandering me! I didn’t do anything! She was willing! They were all willing!"

"Whether I’m spouting nonsense and whether they were willing—we’ll find out once the police investigate. Don’t even try to deny it." Giving him no chance to argue, Chloe clamped onto his arm and dragged him toward the exit, fully intent on turning him in.

The man panicked completely. He knew that if his crimes were exposed, he would definitely go to prison. Instantly, his expression morphed into one of sycophantic humility as he begged for mercy. "Little girl, I was wrong! I know I was wrong! I just had too much to drink and lost my mind. I’ll never do it again. Please, let me off this once. I’ll give you money! I’ll pay you whatever you want, just please don’t send me to the police!"

He pleaded incessantly, using brute force to try and wrench himself backward to escape. However, Chloe was far too strong, rendering his efforts utterly useless.

Chloe ignored his pleas. A habitual offender like him deserved no sympathy; letting him go would only result in more girls falling victim. "Now you know you were wrong? Where was this attitude earlier? You have to face the consequences of your actions. The police station is exactly where you belong."

Evan and Ethan immediately followed, helping to keep an eye on the man so he couldn’t run. Meanwhile, Wendy comforted the frightened girl, encouraging her to accompany them to the police station to testify. The group escorted the endlessly pleading man straight to the nearby precinct.

The bar patrons, seemingly accustomed to such scenes, simply went back to their own drinks. By the time the manager rushed over, he could only watch Chloe’s retreating back as she hauled the man away.

"Ugh, where did these nosy busybodies come from?" the manager grumbled helplessly, unable to do anything about it.

Throughout the walk, the man never shut up. His begging devolved into weeping as he relentlessly repented for his sins. He even tried to break free a few times, but with Chloe’s overwhelming strength, escape was impossible.

The lights in the police station’s duty room were still on late into the night. The officer on duty had his head down, organizing case files, his pen going SCRATCH SCRATCH across the paper records. The quiet atmosphere shattered the moment Chloe marched in, gripping the man tightly, followed by Evan, Wendy, Ethan, and the terrified girl.

The man’s body trembled uncontrollably as he was hauled through the door. His previous arrogance had vanished completely, leaving behind only sheer terror.

The duty officer looked up and saw the group, noting the disheveled man held in a firm grip. He quickly set his pen down, stood up, and hurried over. "Hello, what seems to be the problem? Bringing someone to the precinct this late—is it a dispute, or something else?"

Before Chloe could speak, the man lunged forward half a step, clinging to the officer like a drowning man to a lifeline, and began wailing about his innocence. "Officer, you have to help me! This little girl dragged me here for no reason and falsely accused me out of nowhere! I didn’t do anything at all. I was just chatting with someone at the bar, and she grabbed me. This is malicious slander!"

He spoke through tears, sneaking glances at the officer’s expression, trying to twist the truth and paint himself as the victim.

Even at a time like this, the man still dared to lie and deny his crimes.

"Officer, I want to report him," Chloe said. "He sexually assaulted a stranger in a bar. Furthermore, according to reliable information, he has a history of secretly filming his victims and using explicit videos to blackmail them. He’s committed over a dozen of these crimes and has remained at large."

She relayed everything the system had told her. It didn’t matter—it was all true. Once the police investigated, they would find the proof.

At her words, the officer’s initial confusion faded, replaced by professional rigor. If what this young woman said was true, the situation was far more severe than a simple dispute. He looked at the resolute Chloe, then glanced at the man, whose eyes were darting around in panic at her accusations.

Having already formed his own suspicions, the officer returned to his desk, made a quick phone call, and grabbed his notepad and pen. "Miss, please explain the situation from the beginning. Also, regarding the sexual assault and secret filming you mentioned, do you have any evidence or witnesses from the scene?"

As he spoke, another duty officer, summoned by the phone call, walked out from the back. He immediately took custody of the man from Chloe, keeping him firmly subdued to prevent any attempts at causing trouble or escaping.

Now under police control, the man heard Chloe lay out the exact details of his secret filming and blackmail. His previous righteous cries of innocence came to an abrupt halt. His lips trembled, and he couldn’t form a single coherent sentence.

Chloe remained perfectly calm, methodically recounting everything that had happened at the bar.

"Shortly after our group sat down at the bar, we saw him using his drunkenness as an excuse to forcefully approach this girl. He groped and sexually assaulted her. The victim continuously and explicitly resisted, but he wouldn’t back off, so I stepped in and subdued him.

"As for his history of repeated offenses, secret filming, and blackmail, that is concrete information I have acquired. He is not a first-time offender; he’s a habitual criminal. He has committed similar illegal acts in multiple entertainment venues. He secretly records intimate videos of his victims to extort them. The victims have been too afraid to report him to the police, which is why he’s been able to get away with it until now."