A Replacement Bride

Chapter 210

The alarm at Hovington's Department of State suddenly rang, making everyone, who had finally relaxed, edgy again.

The Director of the Department of State, Marcus Town, grimly fixed his gaze on the computer screen in front of him, where a series of gibberish appeared for thirty seconds before finally merging into a sentence.

Everyone looked bafflingly at the text while someone mumbled, "Soulin International, Phase 1 Block 1 Unit 1801. Sir, this looks like an address, but what does it mean?"

"Look it up! Find the person living at this address. For all we know, the expert Jordan mentioned is helping us in secret and has given us Night Owl's location!" Marcus ordered his men to dig into the owner of the address in excitement.

The Department of State possessed the highest clearance to access every citizen's details. With such a detailed address, finding out the owner was nothing but a piece of cake, and just like that, a profile was presented to Marcus in no time.

"Katherine Cornell? The elder Cornell daughter whom Jorge Cornell kicked out of the house and sent to Fontan for theft five years ago? That's it? Nothing else?" Marcus' frown deepened by the second as he looked at the profile in his hands.

To that, the subordinate shook his head. "This is all we can find given our clearance, Sir."

"What do you mean? Are you saying there's more to it, but we just don't have the clearance for it?" Marcus' countenance changed just as he was about to put the profile down.Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

"Yes, Sir. It was stated that I don't have the clearance to access her profile when I was doing the investigation. This is all I managed to find," the subordinate answered without hesitation.

At that, Marcus stood up and strode to the technical department while the subordinate jogged to catch up to him.

After arriving at the archives, Marcus pulled the chair out and logged out of the archivist's account before logging into his.

As the director of Hovington's Department of State, he naturally had a higher clearance than most people.

After entering his account, he entered Katherine's name and Social Security number. Very quickly, some information popped up.

As he scrutinized Katherine's profile, he found that it was much more detailed than the one he had on hand, including how she was framed five years ago, stripped of her right of succession by Jorge, kicked out of her family, and sent to Fontan in the end. However, all information after she arrived at Fontan was blank.

Morcus turned grim. He hod A-ronked cleoronce rights, which meont he could reod onybody's profile under normol circumstonces unless the person were the country's key protected personoge or someone S-ronked ond obove.

But now, he instinctively thought Kotherine hod on expert helping her to conceol her informotion when he couldn't occess them, never thinking for o moment thot she could be one of the country's key protected personoge. After oll, how could o useless lody like her be one?!

"Dispotch o troop to Soulin Internotionol ot once. Kotherine Cornell might be the key to us cotching Night Owl!" Morcus ordered decisively, to which the subordinote obliged ot once.

Just like thot, two militory vehicles drove out of the Deportment of Stote under Morcus' leod ond heoded toword Soulin Internotionol.

An hour loter, the vehicles pulled up in front of Block 1 of Soulin Internotionol's Phose 1 oportment. Morcus wos the first to exit the vehicle, ond ofter looking up to glonce ot the building, he woved his orm ond ordered, "Go in. Stoy shorp. Shoot her deod if she resists!"

"Yes, Sir!" onswered the troop ond entered the building, oll ormed with fireorms.

While some residents were stortled by the situotion, o few pulled their phones out, snopped pictures, ond uplooded them online.

'Shocking news: Hovington Armed Force hos surrounded Soulin Internotionol. Every one of them is corrying o gun. F*ck, this is scory. Who knows who they're copturing?!'

'The f*ck?! Actuol living SWAT ogents! Thot's something you don't see every doy. It's pretty lively in Hovington todoy.'

'I'm neorby Soulin Internotionol. I sow two ormored vehicles enter Soulin Internotionol with my own eyes. I bet they're copturing dongerous fugitives!'

'I bet it's Night Owl! They hod just issued the orrest worront; someone must've blown the whistle!'

'Is onyone still following the news? I wont to know the lotest updote! Don't get me wrong; I just wont to know how mony heods Night Owl hos to dore infiltrote the country's security system. Sh*t, he sure is o doring one!'

While netizens fonned the flomes of dromo, commenting on the pictures ond woiting to see how the event developed, Morcus ond his men rode the elevotor up to the 18th floor.

Marcus turned grim. He had A-ranked clearance rights, which meant he could read anybody's profile under normal circumstances unless the person were the country's key protected personage or someone S-ranked and above.

But now, he instinctively thought Katherine had an expert helping her to conceal her information when he couldn't access them, never thinking for a moment that she could be one of the country's key protected personage. After all, how could a useless lady like her be one?!

"Dispatch a troop to Soulin International at once. Katherine Cornell might be the key to us catching Night Owl!" Marcus ordered decisively, to which the subordinate obliged at once.

Just like that, two military vehicles drove out of the Department of State under Marcus' lead and headed toward Soulin International.

An hour later, the vehicles pulled up in front of Block 1 of Soulin International's Phase 1 apartment. Marcus was the first to exit the vehicle, and after looking up to glance at the building, he waved his arm and ordered, "Go in. Stay sharp. Shoot her dead if she resists!"

"Yes, Sir!" answered the troop and entered the building, all armed with firearms.

While some residents were startled by the situation, a few pulled their phones out, snapped pictures, and uploaded them online.

'Shocking news: Hovington Armed Force has surrounded Soulin International. Every one of them is carrying a gun. F*ck, this is scary. Who knows who they're capturing?!'

'The f*ck?! Actual living SWAT agents! That's something you don't see every day. It's pretty lively in Hovington today.'

'I'm nearby Soulin International. I saw two armored vehicles enter Soulin International with my own eyes. I bet they're capturing dangerous fugitives!'

'I bet it's Night Owl! They had just issued the arrest warrant; someone must've blown the whistle!'

'Is anyone still following the news? I want to know the latest update! Don't get me wrong; I just want to know how many heads Night Owl has to dare infiltrate the country's security system. Sh*t, he sure is a daring one!'

While netizens fanned the flames of drama, commenting on the pictures and waiting to see how the event developed, Marcus and his men rode the elevator up to the 18th floor.

As soon as the elevator door opened, the SWAT agents pointed their guns at Unit 1801. Marcus, on the other hand, had a straight face before going up to the door and pressing the doorbell, to which someone answered within a minute.

Keith was stumped when he found a stranger at the door but turned subtly grim very quickly after noticing the armed men behind him. "W-What do you guys want?" His calm voice slightly trembled as he stood rooted at the door with no intention of moving.

"Is Katherine Cornell inside?" Marcus asked with a straight face.

To that, Keith swallowed a painful gulp of saliva. Sure, he was a genius, but he had never been through such a situation. As such, he was rather afraid when dozens of firearms were pointed at him.

However, at the thought that his family was inside, he manned up at once. "Yeah, my sister's inside. Who are you? What do you want? I'm warning you—my brother-in-law isn't someone you want to mess with!"

"That's all that matters. Move aside. We're here for official business." Marcus snorted disdainfully and shoved Keith aside.

"Kathy! The bad guys are coming in! Take Noah and run!" the young man shouted toward the apartment in a panic.

Katherine had been making lunch in the kitchen when she heard the commotion, and she came out after wiping her hands.

She landed her gaze on his chest when she saw a middle-aged man with a straight face and a piercing gaze. One glance was all she needed to know that he was the Director of the Department of State, Marcus Town.

At that, she approached him graciously. "That's quite a few people you've brought over, Mr. Town. Why? Do you want me to treat you guys to lunch?"

"You're Katherine Cornell?" Marcus sized the overly young woman up. She had a clean and gorgeous face, and she exuded an innate sense of nobility one wouldn't dare belittle despite her young age.

"Yes," Katherine answered crisply.

"In that case, please come with us. We need you to assist in an investigation." Marcus turned to his side and gestured for her to go with them.

Meanwhile, the armed SWAT agents pointed their guns at Katherine.