MasukChase“Isn't that your uncle, Adrian?“ I asked, unable to tear my gaze away from the figure. “What's his name again? George?“ “Yes, that's him.“ Watching Nathan walk through the front door, I leaned back against the car seat. “Now, what?“ Adrian drummed his fingers against the wheel for several seconds before speaking up. “Listen to me, Chase. You're not going to like my ideas, but it's pretty late, so for now, I need you to go home and have a long night’s rest. I'll take things from here.“ I jerked forward. “What? You want me to rest when my husband is holed up in a cell for a crime he didn't commit?“ “Nathan and my uncle are working together on this. A Gance and a Hartley, do you know what that means?“ he asked. “It means, if we act rashly without any evidence, they'll call our bluff. We need to connect the dots first. It might be easy to get rid of Nathan because he's not a first-time offender, but he's not the target; Uncle George is. Unless we take him out, George is just g
Chase“For now, act like you know nothing. Adrian and I will do the most we can to get you out of there,” I said. “I have to go now. My one minute is up.” I placed a quick kiss on Ryker's lips before leaving and heading back to Kevin's office as if nothing had happened, but unfortunately for me, Kevin had returned before I could. “You were away for quite some time, Mr. Jenkins,” Kevin said. “I saw your absence as an opportunity to use the restroom. What? Are you going to reprimand my action?” I asked. Kevin blinked. “I simply made a statement.” That was a disgusting lie. He was suspicious of my absence. Too bad he wasn't going to get anything out of either us or that corrupt guard. “Adrian, let's go.” Kevin arched his brow. “You're leaving just like that?” “You're not planning on releasing my husband anytime soon, so I don't see the point of hovering around this station any longer,” I replied, deadpan. “Have a good night, Mr. Smith.” With that said, we strolled out of the sta
Chase“Is it true? Did someone pay you off, you crazy fucker?“ I asked.“Watch your language with me, Chase Jenkins. I'm an officer of the law,“ Kevin defended, retracting his hand from Adrian's grip. He added, “Also, Mr. Hartley, I would prefer if you don't make false accusations against me.““Then prove me wrong,“ Adrian countered. “Which head officer can confirm your position?“He didn't hesitate. “Officer Landon.“The firmness in his response made me wonder if Adrian's suspicion had been wrong. But then again, if there was even an iota of hope that this officer was a corrupt CSO, I was willing to cling to it like a lifeline for Ryker's sake.“Landon Deury?“ Adrian asked.“Yes.“He remained silent for a while before speaking up. “Then I apologize for the misunderstanding my actions caused. I was not informed that a new officer was added under Deury's team.“Kevin's shoulders slumped. “That's not a problem, Mr. Hartley. People make mistakes.“Pulling Fletcher up, he added, “Give me
Chase “Are you Fletcher?“ I asked, with my hands in the air. Fletcher pressed the gun harder against the back of my head. “You don't get to ask me questions. Now, hand over the phone.“ I tightened my grip around the phone. “No.“ Fletcher pulled the gun back and shot the ground beside my knees. “Do you think I'm playing here? There are two more bullets loaded in—“ I twisted around, knocking the gun out of Fletcher's hands and tackling him to the ground. Twisting his arms behind his back, I reached out for his gun and pointed it at him. “Now, you answer to me,“ I said. “How did you get 200 kilos of drugs on that plane?“ Gritting his teeth, he replied, “Go to hell.“ Without hesitation, I pulled the trigger, shooting his leg. “Ah!“ Fletcher shouted. “You crazy son of a bitch!“ “That's right. I am crazy, so let's try this again, shall we?“ I asked. “Think carefully before you answer this time because there's only one bullet left, and I won't miss. Do you want me to repeat the que
Chase“W-What?” I stuttered, unable to recover from the shock. “You can't just take my husband away like that without evidence.”“We have every piece of sustainable evidence we need down at the station,” the officer countered, shoving Ryker into the back seat of the patrol car.I tried to follow suit, but the cop stopped me. “I'm sorry, but if you have to come down to the station as his partner, you're going to have to use another vehicle.”“Step aside. I'm his lawyer,” I corrected.Those words seemed to have done the trick, as the officer gave in and allowed me to ride with Ryker to the station.“It's going to be okay,” Ryker assured me. “Whatever they have on me is probably some sort of setup. You don't need to get worked up. I'll be out of the station before you know it.”Rather than those words relaxing my nerves, they only heightened my anxiety, fueling this ominous feeling I just couldn't shake off.When we got to the station, the officer pulled Ryker into the interrogation room
Chase“Get out, now!” Rion shouted, shoving me out of the bedroom. “You can already see the state she’s in. Yet, you decided to aggravate her temper!”Ryker stepped in between us. “Uncle, that’s enough. I know you’re upset, but that doesn’t give you the right to shove my person like that.”Rion's expression darkened. It was obvious he was boiling with rage and barely able to hold back, so I tugged Ryker's arm. “That’s enough, Ryker,” I cautioned. “Rion has every reason to be angry.”I bowed. “Once again, I apologize and thank you for letting me see Pearl.”His hardened jaw didn’t relax. “I know you meant well, but for Pearl’s sake, this will be the last time you are allowed to step foot inside this house. Seeing you alone was enough to make her have a panic attack. Not again.”“I understand. Let’s go, honey.”Without saying another word, Ryker allowed himself to be dragged along by me.Inside the car, he asked, “Do you want to talk about it?”I looked out the car window. “I keep thin
ScarlettWe immediately headed out. Durian stood in the middle of the room, his board game overturned at his feet, pieces scattered everywhere. The TV remote lay broken on the floor nearby. Aurelia stood beside him.“What happened here?” I asked, my voice calm, which seemed to agitate them more.Au
Scarlett“Mrs. Scarlett, I've reviewed the documents,” Lawyer Leonard said over the phone. “If you're certain you want to proceed with the inheritance agreement, we can finalize everything today.”“I’m certain,” I replied, staring at my reflection in the vanity mirror. I looked younger, healthier,
ScarlettThe name slapped me across the face.Aurelia Storm had been Durian's attending physician.Ethan had held my hand while introducing her, telling me her brilliance was why he hired her for his company.He wasn't praising a doctor... he was showing off his mistress in front of my face.“Now t
Scarlett“You're not your husband's legal wife, Mrs. Scarlett,” the doctor informs me. “So we cannot authorize the use of Mr. Ethan’s medical insurance for your treatment.”My heart plummeted. What?“Doctor, there seems to be a mis–” I broke off, coughing into the blood-stained handkerchief clutche







