บททั้งหมดของ Beauty Behind Justice: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

At 7:00 AM Chicago time, the doorbell to Rayden's penthouse rang twice. Emily had finished showering, though she still looked disheveled in the oversized white shirt she had borrowed from Rayden. She walked toward the exit of the unit, but with his long strides, Rayden caught up to her, grabbed her waist, and spun her around to face him. "Don't you know how to say goodbye, Miss Emily?" Rayden scolded, glaring sharply at the startled face looking up at him. The beautiful woman regained her composure and replied, "Goodbye, Mr. Dabusche!" She tried to free herself from the Frenchman's embrace once more."Your way of saying goodbye is terrible, Emily!" Rayden groaned, then he kissed her pale pink lips deeply. More out of frustration and offense at Emily's rudeness toward him. His favorite woman, who was too cold and stubborn, even though the situation was always different in bed when they were together.After the marathon kiss, Emily caught her breath and shot a murderous glance at Ra

"False testimony? Ahh ... that's right, you're the one who gave us false testimony, Mister Senator!" Sergeant Rodney laughed cynically, playing his role as the bad cop with full conviction. Senator Gordon Crawford looked innocent as he defended himself. "I hope you don't misunderstand. I—I mean, those two witnesses gave false testimony about me. You must believe I'm just a scapegoat in this case!" Then Lieutenant Benjamin Roosevelt said, "There will be a report of incoming and outgoing calls to your cell phone, home phone, and office phone. We have obtained permission from Prosecutor Emily Carter. Please contact your lawyer, Mr. Crawford!"Calmly, the lieutenant read the Miranda rights to Senator Gordon Crawford while placing handcuffs on the wrists of the middle-aged man who was usually untouched by law enforcement, "You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in court. You have the right to speak to a lawyer and have a lawyer present duri

Spending a night with Murat felt so romantic for Emily. She was just chatting with Murat, but from that personal conversation, Emily was able to get to know the Turkish man's personality more deeply. As the night grew late, Emily fell asleep leaning against the sofa after listening to Murat’s stories about his childhood in Istanbul. The man concluded his tale, which felt like a story from One Thousand and One Nights. He gently carried Emily’s slender body to his bed so she wouldn’t stiffen up if she slept in an awkward position.A blanket was draped over Emily’s body. He kissed the top of her head without doing anything excessive, then returned to the sofa to sleep there. After midnight, Emily woke up and realized she had moved from the sofa to the bed. Reflexively, she turned her body to the empty side of the bed. She sat up and looked around for Murat, who was sound asleep on the long sofa covered with a red and green checkered flannel blanket. Emily stared at Murat from a distanc

"SYUUUUU ... SYUUUUU ... DORRRR! DORRR! DORRR!"The sound of bullets whizzing through the air was heard, accompanied by the sound of gunpowder exploding several times as it hit solid objects. The source of the gunfire was coming from the roof of the building across from city hall. The barrel of the long rifle was aimed at the entrance of the majestic government building in the heart of Chicago. The hysterical screams of pedestrians and civilians echoed, disrupting the atmosphere in front of city hall.Meanwhile, Emily, who was the actual target of the gunfire, ducked her head as she ran, protected by Murat behind her, into the city hall building."Are you okay, Emily?" Murat asked, checking on Emily's condition while crouching with her behind the wall of the Chicago city hall building.Emily's heart was racing irregularly, and she felt sweat pouring down her body due to the peak of anxiety within her."The good news is I'm still breathing and in one piece, Murat. It feels like my hear

"What do you mean by saying Emily is your woman, Turkish man?" Rayden demanded harshly, pressing his index finger against Murat's broad chest.However, Murat showed no sign of backing down, asserting his position as Emily's new lover. He looked straight ahead as he replied to Rayden, "Last night, we had a serious conversation about our special relationship moving forward, and Emily agreed to form an exclusive bond with me.""Is what he said true, Emily?" Rayden asked angrily, turning to look at the female prosecutor.Emily nodded in agreement to Rayden's question and said, "Yes. Murat is the man I've chosen to be by my side."With hands on his hips, the Frenchman exclaimed sarcastically, "Ohh ... a companion? Hahaha. Impressive, Prosecutor Emily Rosalyn Carter. I thought there was only one profession for a woman's companion, like those found in nightclubs. You've made a man your companion. Well ... I could make you my wife then!""Sorry, I'm not interested in marrying anyone anytime s