The Return of the Cannon Fodder Trillion Heiress - Chapter 987

Chapter 987: Chapter 987 The Remarkable Sullivan Brothers

The Sullivans were all shrewd, perceptive men, so a little acting was necessary to show that she and Zhane were not their enemies. After all, with no solid evidence against Sophia yet, openly pointing fingers would only backfire.

The Sullivans still held Sophia in good regard, and if Hera and Zhane accused her now, they would be painted as the antagonists.

It would be wiser to slowly peel away the false persona Sophia had crafted before the Sullivans, letting them uncover piece by piece what she was truly after.

If Hera and Zhane allowed the truth to surface gradually, Hera could later strike with the full weight of the investigation report when it mattered most.

For now, her priority was ensuring Cherry survived the poisoning, and once that was secured, she would let the Sullivans see for themselves the wolf in sheep’s clothing they had welcomed into their home, one who had nearly devoured their sister.

This way, when the situation inevitably turned ugly, their fury would be directed squarely at Sophia, and not recklessly at innocent bystanders.

After all, although the Sullivan family wasn’t as powerful as the Averys, their influence stretched wide because Cherry had so many brothers, each excelling in different fields. Her eldest brother, the current family head, managed the family business with firm control.

The second brother served in the military as a Major General, a position that not only brought the family prestige but also considerable sway in legal and political circles. His temper could flare easily, no doubt from the rigid discipline of his profession, but at heart, he was a good man, though too upright to easily perceive Sophia’s scheming.

Meanwhile, the third brother had built a business overseas and was now establishing an import-export network to extend the family’s reach. Working alongside his elder brother, he was currently focused on expanding their ventures into a shipping company.

The fourth brother was the public face of the Sullivan family, having launched a successful career in the international entertainment industry as an action star. His style was similar to Jackie Chan, full of daring stunts and creative fight sequences that won him awards and the admiration of fans worldwide.

Thanks to his fame and loyal following, the Sullivan name gained enormous recognition, and their business ventures flourished. Meanwhile, the fifth brother pursued law, where he rose to prominence as one of the sharpest legal minds of his generation, even standing as Larry Wickman’s fiercest rival in the courtroom.

Altogether, the Sullivan family was not only harmonious but also remarkably capable. Each brother excelled in his own field, yet all of them worked toward the same goal: elevating the family to greater heights.

Even though their industries differed, they supported one another wholeheartedly, with the eldest brother serving as the strongest pillar, backing his siblings’ ambitions and ensuring their successes.

Given a little more time, the Sullivans were bound to rise to prominence alongside the Hendrix and Avery families. They might even establish themselves as one of the country’s great powerhouses, another consortium capable of rivaling the other two.

But Hera never recalled the Sullivan family ever rising to prominence in the novel. Perhaps it was because Leo had crushed them before that ever happened, maybe, in the novel, Sophia succeeded in using Cherry as her stepping stone into the upper crust and wormed her way into the Sullivans as their adopted daughter.

With that power, she relentlessly harassed Leo, and as the Sullivans grew stronger, Sophia only grew bolder. In the end, Leo struck first, dismantling the family before they could rise too high.

Thus, they became nothing more than collateral damage for backing a black-hearted woman like Sophia. Their once-harmonious household collapsed into bankruptcy, and to make matters worse, Sophia turned on them as well, blaming them for their “incompetence” and venting her fury by giving each member of the Sullivan family a fate worse than death.

This could only be seen as the mark of a truly tragic family. And as for Cherry…

Although Cherry’s brothers pampered and sheltered her, Cherry was far from being a useless, spoiled heiress; she had her own aspirations. If not for this leukemia, she might have already been studying to become another legend like her brothers.

Most of the information Hera has came from Sasha, who had to go so far as to hack into the national intelligence database. Cherry’s second brother’s file was so heavily encrypted that it carried one of the highest security levels, making it nearly impossible to access.

The reason was clear: he was considered one of the most promising young officers in the military, closely watched by higher-ups who wanted to protect such a rare talent. They saw him as a sapling destined to grow into a sturdy tree the nation could one day rely on. Many even hoped he would become the youngest general in history.

Ding!

It hadn’t even been half an hour, barely twenty minutes, when Hera’s phone chimed, breaking the deathly silence in the room. Everyone had been sitting tensely, the Sullivan brothers especially, their nerves fraying with each tick of the clock as though ants were gnawing at their bones.

Meanwhile, Hera, Zhane, and Rafael calmly sipped their tea and nibbled on snacks, utterly unbothered. So when the sharp chime finally rang out, every pair of eyes immediately darted to Hera.

Hera leisurely picked up her phone and opened Gerald’s text. To say he had delivered in half an hour was an understatement; he had managed it in just twenty minutes. Not only had he compiled a long list, but it wasn’t limited to local data; it was a worldwide compilation of every recorded purchase of poisons matching Hera’s description.

Since the information came from black market records, Gerald had noted that most buyers concealed their identities, rarely using real names or traceable bank accounts. Cash, of course, was the preferred currency.

But Gerald wouldn’t be the head of the Avery intel department if he didn’t have the means to dig deeper. The reason he had given Hera a modest time estimation was simply because he knew the process required combing through each suspect’s profile in detail.

Fortunately, there weren’t many buyers who had purchased poisons matching Hera’s description. After all, such toxins were rare and difficult to procure, and demand for them was high, but with low procurement, Gerald’s task was far less troublesome than it could have been.

“Do you have a laptop or tablet? I’ll send you the files,” Hera asked, glancing at Zhane. She had forgotten her own tablet, and trying to review such a long list on a phone would be impractical; it would be far better on a larger screen.

Zhane nodded, rose from his seat, and walked over to his desk. From a drawer, he retrieved his own tablet, then returned and placed it directly into Hera’s hands. “The password is your birthday,” he said casually.

Hera’s head instantly shot up, her cheeks warming as she stared at him. He had said it so openly, right in front of the Sullivan brothers, as if announcing to everyone that he and Hera had an intimate connection.

Embarrassed, she pursed her lips, lowered her head, and quickly buried herself in the tablet, pretending to focus as she sent the file.

Within seconds, Hera finished sending the files Gerald had forwarded and quickly unzipped the folder on Zhane’s tablet. The document opened into a detailed list, complete with purchase dates, the method of transaction, and the identities of the individuals involved.

As expected, most of the names were nothing more than middlemen, lowlifes hired to handle the dirty work on behalf of someone else. The real masterminds would never risk exposing themselves by personally stepping into the black market.

And because of these intermediaries, the price of such poison often skyrocketed to ten times its original worth.

Even so, Gerald had managed to flag most of the middlemen as notorious traffickers and smugglers. Hera skimmed through line after line until one particular name made her pause. Her lips curled, and she let out a sharp snort before tapping the man’s profile open.

Hera handed the tablet back to Zhane. “Remember this man?”

Zhane’s expression darkened the moment his eyes landed on the profile on the screen. Of course, he remembered, how could he forget? The face staring back at him was none other than his former uncle-in-law, the same man who had cheated on his aunt and wrecked their family.

After being cast out with nothing to his name, the man clearly hadn’t learned his lesson. Having once embezzled funds through herb procurement, he now put that experience to darker use, turning himself into a black market middleman who inflated prices for massive kickbacks. And from the entire list, he was the only one traced back to their country.

What made it worse, what made it obvious, was that this man alone had intimate knowledge of Zhane’s hospital, its routines, its blind spots, its weaknesses. He could easily have whispered just enough to guide someone on how to strike without leaving a trace.

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