Chapter 363
A young officer, overly transparent for his own good, blurted out, “We’ve got body cams rolling, it’s all
recorded…” only to be elbowed sharply by his partner who shot him a warning nce that made him
awkwardly clear his throat and fall silent.
Curtis, done with teasing Leanne, said, “Hang tight for a moment,” and stepped aside to talk to the
detective in charge.
Scuffles weremon here, an incident such as this would often be brushed off as trivial family
squabbles-just rtives hashing it out. But this particr case had drawn unexpected attention. As
soon as the suspect was brought in, the chief of police himself called to emphasize careful handling of
the matter, hinting at the importance of the
individuals involved.
The officers, warned that the parties involved had significant influence, meticulously documented the
case instead of settling it with a quick chat, as was usual. They even held the three employees from
Uplink Credit Solutions for an extended interrogation.
Curtis, whose status was unclear to the policemen but whose presence alone-underscored by the Rolls
Royce parked outside-suggested high pedigree, was briefed on the case details. The employees from
Uplink had confessed that Carl owed them three million and couldn’t pay up. They had tried to collect
from his niece, Ms. Castillo, a respected doctor at a top-tier hospital, but left empty-handed when she
threatened to call the police. Upon hearing Car was home, they’d rushed to confront him. Curtis
remained silent, ncing over at Leanne, who was oblivious to the ongoing conversation. As their eyes
met under the bright station lights, the meaning hidden in his gaze was cryptic.
After a while, Curtis casually took Leanne’s hand and said, “Let’s go.”
“Can we leave now?” Leanne asked, having just finished giving her statement and not fully
understanding the procedure due to it being her first ever visit to a police station.
“What, haven’t had enough fun here?” Curtis joked lightly. “Haven’t tried the interrogation room yet?
How about I get some handcuffs, and y cop for a bit?”
Leanne, who had never been in an interrogation room but had seen enough movies, was slightly
flustered by his teasing tone.
“Can you be serious for a moment?” she whispered fiercely.
“Sure,” he replied solemnly, “we’ll bring the interrogation home.”
The female officer handling their case spoke up, “Your aunt already exined everything to us. Carl
was the instigator, and you acted in self-defense. Plus, the injuries aren’t severe enough to warrant
charges.”
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“Your aunt, as a family member, has also expressed forgiveness and won’t press any charges. You’re
free to go.”
As Curtis and Leanne left the station, Violet was waiting anxiously outside, her left cheek swollen and a
cut on her lip darkened with dried blood-it was clear Carl had been harsh.
Violet started to approach, but Curtis’ cool nce made her hesitate and stop in her tracks, wary of
coming closer.
“Did the police give you any trouble?” Violet asked timidly.
Leanne turned to Curtis, “I need to speak with her for a moment.”
“Go ahead,” he said, releasing her hand. “I’ll wait here.”
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Leanne’s feelings towards Violet wereplex, a mix of past affection and subsequent abandonment.
After her parents died, Violet was all she had, and she cherished that bond. However, being left alone
when she needed her most taught Leanne the hard
lesson of self-reliance.
Understanding Violet’s predicament yet resenting her weakness, Leanne’s feelings had faded over
time, her once beloved aunt bing a stranger.
Twenty years had aged Violet significantly, the hardships etched deeply in her face.
Leanne approached, pulling out some emergency cash she kept on hand, “You should buy some
medicine.”
Violet quickly tried to refuse, “No, no, that’s not necessary…”