"I've battled my way through the business world for over twenty years, and to think I'd be taken down by a little girl!" Philip Hale said with a self-deprecating laugh.
"I really underestimated you. The last time you were brought into the station, you were only here a few hours before walking out completely unscathed. You even had Mr. Grant come pick you up personally! Now you've waltzed back into the police station without breaking a sweat and managed to see me—a suspect under investigation whom most people can't access. I can't complain about losing to someone like you."
"There's nothing unjust about it! You reap what you sow! My teacher used to say that while it's fine to pursue wealth, you must do so honorably. You've been making and selling fakes for so many years; you should have known this day would come! Even if it wasn't me, it would have been someone else!" Seraphina Sterling said, looking at Philip Hale as she sat right down.
