Chapter 583


    Ronald''s incident had be a talking point for folks in Santabaca.


    Because of the public pressure and demand, the higher -ups had to send people from the prosecutor''s


    office and police department to the hospital. Ronald had just undergone a surgery. He was now sitting


    in a wheelchair while Yvette was feeding him.


    Yvette''s willow brows were knitted together when she saw a group of mene in. The police took


    Ronald away without giving her the chance to say anything.


    Ronald said not a word. It was Yvette who yelled in dissatisfaction, pulling at the police officer''s uniform


    with a stern face. "Do you know who he is?"


    "Someone filed a report against him for being involved in a suspected abduction case. We are just


    doing our job. Besides, we have got an arrest warrant. I f you have anything to say, please tell that to


    the higher-ups." The police then took Ronald away.


    Suspected of abduction? Who else was there except Summer? 1


    Yvette gritted her teeth and called Gordon. Maybe he could get Ronald out of this.


    Gordon reprimanded her. The matter had already


    gone viral online, and the higher-ups were treating this matter seriously now. How could he get Ronald


    out now?


    It was ridiculous. He could not believe that Ronald, as a governor, could do such a heinous thing. Not


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    only that, he was trying to kill his own grandchild for the sake of a woman. Gordon felt humiliated.


    Back at home, Yvette went to see Mark. "Your dad can no longer walk, and he has paid a price for it.


    Would you please find a way to get him out of jail?"


    Samantha was dead, and Ronald was paralyzed from the waist down and could only stay by her side.


    Where else could he go?


    There were bottles in front of Mark. He had drunk God-knows-how-much wine and felt his head


    spinning with a headache.


    He was dreary, depressed, and distressed these few days. Half of the wine bottles inside the wine


    cab were gone, and he felt like all that came out of his chest was pain.


    Jazz pulled Yvette out of Mark’s room. "Mom, it is Mark’s child who has died, and he is sad enough.


    Could you please not add salt to his injury?"


    "Jazz, it is your dad who has been arrested. How could you say something like this?"


    "What''s wrong with what I said? Wasn’t what Dad did wrong? His chickens havee home to roost.


    He has himself to me."


    Yvette nearly blew a fuse when she heard that. "How could you say something like that, you rascal? He


    is your dad, no matter what." i


    "I know he is my dad, and I would like to respect him. But what he has done doesn''t deserve my


    respect. And don’t bother Mark again.” 1


    He was caught between the woman he loved and her child and his father. He was also going through a


    rough patch.


    The court was about to start its hearing of the case. Her father, Gordon, would not help, and she could


    not count on Mark and Jazz, either. So Yvette could not hate Summer more at this moment.


    It broke Jazz’s heart to see his elder brother depressed. The right and wrong of this matter had been


    God saves those who save themselves. Who could save him when it was he who dug his own grave?


    She knew very well that her dad was a kind person.


    Even though he was taking Samantha hostage, he


    would not push her off the building.


    Even if he pushed Samantha off the building, he did not have to jump, did he?