Chapter 239


    Chapter 239 I Am Fine


    She turned around and looked at Waylon again, grabbed his trouser legs, and cried, “Waylon, we have


    only this one daughter We can’t leave her alone!*


    Looking at Quincy kneeling on the ground, George’s face darkened. When Waylon married Quincy, he


    strongly opposed it. However, Waylon was obsessed as if he had been drugged by her, and he still


    married her regardless of his father’s objection.


    It was initially thought that Quincy’s moral character could be changed slowly However, 20 yearster,


    she still didn’t make any progress.


    Waylon sighed. “Dad, Marge is still my daughter, your granddaughter, and the blood of the Ziegler


    family. If she is sentenced to prison, wouldn’t that also harm the Ziegler family name?”


    The older generation cared most about the reputation of the family.


    George might not care about this granddaughter, but he wouldn’t ignore the reputation of the Ziegler


    family.


    “How dare you mention the Ziegler family to me?” George threw a cup at Waylon and said, “Had you


    really cared about the Ziegler family, you wouldn’t have married this woman!” He pointed at Quincy,


    who was kneeling on the ground, and said, “If you had been willing to listen to me, there wouldn’t have


    been such a thing today!”


    Waylon didn’t dodge. He braced himself for the oing teacup, and the tea sprinkled all over him.


    George pointed in the direction of the door. “Get out of here! Don’t bother me!”


    Waylon looked at George, wanting to say something else, but when he saw George’s eyes, he didn’t


    continue to say anything. He turned around and walked toward the door.


    “Honey!” Quincy said.


    Upon seeing Waylon leave, Quincy panicked even more. She turned to look at George, but she didn’t


    dare to say another word. She got up and stumbled, chasing after Waylon.


    After they had left, the study was quiet for a while.


    George pressed his chest, and he looked gloomy. He was obviously angry at what had happened just


    then. Harry watched quietly. He didn’t go forward or say anything tofort George. He was like a


    bystander watching a farce.


    George looked over, and their eyes met.


    Neither of them had any affection for the other, and they shared cold and indifferent looks.


    George paused for a moment and asked someone toe in and clean up the cup from the ground.


    After a while, the person came in with a cup of light tea. George took a sip and asked, “What do you


    think?”


    He had called Harry over sote for Margaret’s sake.


    Waylon was right. He could ignore Margaret, the granddaughter, but he couldn’t ignore the Ziegler


    family. In Juxshire, the Ziegler family was overwhelmed by the Sce family. A while ago, a joke had


    been made out of the affairs of Margaret and Christopher. The outside worldughed at their daughter


    for desiring something she was not worthy of.


    “Him? Her? Not worthy?” George smiled in his heart. “If this issue with Margaret were not handled


    properly this time, wouldn’t the Ziegler family be weaker than the Sce family?” he thought. “What


    would be of me and the Ziegler family then?”


    Harry yed with the teacup in his hand and didn’t speak for a long time.


    George was not in a hurry as well. He was drinking tea, waiting for Harry to speak quietly.


    After a few minutes, Harry said, “Didn’t Kendrick want that piece ofnd? Let’s give it to him.”


    It was the next day, and Yuliana had recovered a lot. Except for the pain in her abdomen, she had also


    recovered some strength in her body.


    Gerald brought two people to the hospital, wanting to record a statement from Yuliana.


    Currently, Margaret refused to say anything, and the two people that Margaret had found didn’t know


    much. ording to them, there were two other people who had kidnapped Yuliana, and they had


    tracked down a


    ck business car with the help of the surveince footage.


    However, when they arrived, there wasn’t any clue left in themercial car, and they didn’t know


    where the two kidnappers had gone to.


    They had also tried to portray the two kidnappers, but it would take some time. When the portraits


    came out, they might have already fled somewhere.


    That was why they wanted to get a statement from Yuliana at the hospital to see if there were any


    clues.


    However, as soon as they opened the door, they were blocked by a young man.


    Gerald took out his badge and said, “I’m Gerald Silva. I’m here to record a statement from Ms.


    Livingstone.”


    Christopher nced at his badge. “It’s inconvenient for her now.”


    Gerald looked behind Christopher. Yuliana was lying on the bed and looking at them quietly. Her face


    was still pale but much better than the night before. Obviously, it was not a problem to record a


    statement.


    Yuliana met his gaze, pursed her lips, and said, “Christopher, let them in.”


    Christopher turned around and nced at Yuliana. He noticed the persistence in her eyes. After two


    seconds, he moved away and asked Gerald to take his men in.


    Gerald had brought some fruits and put them on the cab next to the bed. He greeted her with a


    smile. “Ms. Livingstone, do you feel better? If you don’t feel well, we cane back tomorrow.”


    Yuliana said with a faint smile, “Much better. Thank you for your concern. How may I address you?”


    Gerald said, “My name is Gerald Silva.”


    “Sergeant Silva,” she said.


    Upon seeing that his two subordinates were ready, Gerald said, “Let’s get started. If you feel


    ufortable halfway, Ms. Livingstone, we can stop at any time.”


    Yuliana nodded. “Okay.”


    The recording took more than half an hour. Yuliana told the police what had happened when and after


    she was kidnapped and what she knew.


    Christopher stood at the end of the bed throughout the entire process, watching Yuliana and listening


    quietly.


    When Yuliana was giving her statement, she was very calm. It was as if those things didn’t happen to


    her-like she was just a bystander.


    However, even a bystander wouldn’t be as calm as she was.


    At least, after hearing what Yuliana had said, he had an uncontroble urge to tear those people apart.


    Gerald frowned slightly after hearing Yuliana’s words. “Do you mean that there was another person


    besides Margaret that night?”


    Yuliana was stunned. “Margaret? She’s the one who kidnapped me?”


    She and Gerald looked at each other for a while. Then, she looked at Christopher.


    Christopher met her eyes but didn’t answer her question.


    Gerald was also stunned and immediately realized that they hadn’t told Yuliana yet.


    The atmosphere became stagnant for a while.


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    Yuliana didn’t expect that Margaret was the one who had kidnapped her. She had been reluctant to


    think about what had happened the night before yesterday, so she hadn’t asked Christopher about the


    follow-up procedures until Gerald brought his men to record the statement.


    She knew she couldn’t keep running.


    Yuliana quickly calmed down and continued, “I’m sure there was another man, and I should know him


    as well.”


    Otherwise, he wouldn’t have kept silent.


    He didn’t speak on purpose because he was afraid that she would hear his voice.


    Gerald left with his men after recording the statement.


    LAm Fine


    Christopher poured a ss of water, put a straw in it, and gave it to Yuliana so that she could slowly


    drink. some water to moisten her throat. When she was drinking the water, Yuliana secretly nced at


    Christopher from her peripheral vision.


    He looked calm. She couldn’t tell what he was feeling.


    Yuliana panicked a little. She reached out and gently pulled on Christopher’s finger and said, “I am


    fine.”