Chapter 142


    "Hello, I''d like to make a police report. Someone trespassed into my house. I need you to send


    someone over to investigate," I replied.


    "Sure, ma''am. Our patrol officers will be right there as soon as possible," The police officer said over


    the phone.


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    Andrea looked at me in disbelief as I hung up the phone. She asked, mouth gaped, "Arianna, what are


    you doing?"


    I crossed my arms and leaned on the door frame, "Making a police report."


    Andrea clenched her fists tightly, and her face turned pale. She stared at me with anger in her eyes and


    said, "This is Hendrix''s house. He bought most of the objects here because I liked them. Arianna,


    you''re so shameless to try and im this ce!"


    I raised my eyebrows and nced at the things in the house. Then I said, "Miss Burton, you do like a


    variety of things, but that doesn''t mean those things belong to you just because you like them. I wonder


    what you learned over the years you received basic education?"


    I noticed that there were some delicate vases on top of the living room''s collection rack. It seemed like


    Andrea bought those for Hendrix back then.


    I walked over, looked at one of the vases and asked, "Is this what you liked?"


    Once I finished my words, I pushed the vase down the rack without hesitation, and then the sweet


    sound of a breaking cdon echoed through the vi.


    "Arianna! You... I''m not done with you!" Andrea said with her eyes red, and she was about toe


    onto me.


    I have spent the past two years dealing with her, and I couldn''t be more familiar with her tricks.


    I steadily moved my body away from her. And since she was pouncing at me out of anger, she couldn''t


    stop herself, so she crashed into the collection rack.


    Andrea broke a couple of valuable items.


    My heart ached a little at the loss, then I said, "Miss Burton, remember topensate me for that after


    you calm down."


    Andrea was trembling from anger. She looked like she couldn''t wait to tear me apart, and she said


    angrily, "Arianna, you''re going too far."


    A siren rang outside the vi, and it didn''t take long for someone to ring the doorbell.


    When I opened the door, three young policemen came in. When they saw me, they asked, "Someone


    reported about a trespass, may we know who''s the property owner?"


    "That''d be me," I responded. I handed over my ID card and property ownership certificate to the


    officers, and then exined, "Thisdy here entered my house without my permission, and she also


    damaged some valuable items. Please take care of this matter."


    "Sure, Miss Reid. Are you hurt?" One of the policemen returned the certificate to me and asked.


    I shook my head.


    Perhaps Andrea had never been mistreated like this before, she red at me and repeated the same


    sentence, "Arianna, I''m not done with you!"


    Two policemen took her away.


    Looking at the state the living room was in, I was in no mood to clean it up, so I went straight back to


    my bedroom.


    As soon as I was done bathing, I fell asleep.


    Halfway through my sleep, the doorbell rang. I thought I heard it wrong, so I turned around and went


    back to sleep.


    Unexpectedly, the doorbell rang again.


    I got out of bed while trying to figure out who would be there at such ate hour.


    Through the security camera, I saw that it was Josiah who was standing by the door in his dark clothes.


    It was already two in the morning. Why was he standing at the door?


    I opened the door sleepily, looked at him, and asked, "Doctor Saunders, what''s wrong?"


    He looked at me and breathed a sigh of relief, "Why didn''t you answer your phone?"


    I was slightly taken aback, "I turned on silent mode earlier and I fell asleep. What''s wrong?"


    He entered the vi,id on the sofa wearily, and said, "Hendrix wants you to deliver some porridge to


    the hospital for him. He''s craving for it."


    I didn''t know what toment on Hendrix''s request. So I asked Josiah, "There are plenty of


    restaurants near the hospital, you could''ve just randomly bought him one. Why did youe all the


    way here?"


    He pinched the bridge of his nose and replied tiredly, ''''He wanted you to cook for him and deliver it to


    him in person."