Chapter 138: Chapter 138: Lively (Additional updates for over a thousand recommendation votes)
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Aria Jackson, despite being a beautiful woman, was ferocious when angry. Her eyebrows rose sharply, and her eyes held a stinging coldness that did not lose to a man’s.
Many criminals confessed their guilt under her capable hands. Chloe Bennett, as cunning she may be, was merely a little girl compared to her.
Unable to refute the undeniable evidence, Chloe wailed in humiliation and despair.
Aria was not a man, she didn’t give any sympathy to crying women. She spoke sternly, “You are young. If you confess willingly, the punishment might not necessarily be severe. But if you adamantly obstruct justice and lie about the facts, even if the Jameson Family chooses not to pursue, we as the police have the right to arrest you!”
After severely reprimanding her, she ended with a thud of her handcuffs on the table!
Chloe’s face turned pale and she sobbed uncontrollably, nodding in agreement with a whimper.
Aria explained the situation to Purple Summers, saying, “She was crying too hard to respond, but I’m guessing that by tomorrow at the latest, she’ll turn herself into the police station.”
Marcel Jefferson cautiously asked, “And if she doesn’t?”
“She has no choice.” Aria picked up her handcuffs and twirled them on her index finger, her tone threatening. “Unless she wants me to handcuff her into the police station.”
“My cousin is such a heroine.” Marcel, with a smirk, offered Aria a milk tea and massaged her shoulders. “I am depending on you, dear cousin, to get more business for my small law firm.”
“Alright, alright. Stop buttering me up.” Aria waved dismissively, “You should report back to your financial backer, so he can rest easy.”
Marcel’s financial backer was no other than Henry.
The case was given to Prominence Law Firm. There would naturally be a reward upon completion, and the Jameson Family’s mysterious case promised a substantial one.
Overwhelmed with joy, Marcel nodded repeatedly, “Alright, alright, thank you for your hard work, sisters. I am going to leave first!”
– Rather than picking up the phone, Marcel personally travelled to the Jameson Family, demonstrating his sincerity.
He was a self-aware man, applauding Purple and Aria for their hard work while not claiming any credit for himself, showing utmost humility.
The Jameson Family was fortunately home. Upon hearing that their son was no longer a suspect, they were thrilled. After Marcel left, the family discussed throwing a banquet to celebrate.
“Throw a banquet… isn’t that a bit too flashy?”
In addition to feeling relieved and surprised, Henry was a bit stunned, finding it hard to believe…
Just days ago, they were still facing an unsolvable mystery, yet now it seemed to have vanished.
“We should be flashy!” Mrs. Jameson, who had been holding back her anger, could finally vent it, “Otherwise, people will still think of you as a rapist!”
Mr. Jameson subtly nodded, “Yes, we should throw a banquet. Not a big one, but we should always invite our family friends. After being criticized for such a long time, it’s time to clear our name, especially for Henry.”
While speaking, his voice softened, “Ms. Summers is credited for solving this matter. Be sure to thank her properly, and invite her to the banquet.”
“Of course,” Henry nodded.
Mr. Jameson continued, “You and Nathaniel are close, and he helped a lot during this incident. But… don’t invite him to the banquet, to avoid any awkwardness and discomfort.”
After thinking it over, Henry agreed.
Upon returning home, Purple found the Summers Family in a lively mood.
The Summers Family was also planning to throw a banquet.
Even though it was tomorrow, preparations started today. Top-grade abalone and oyster had to be ordered in advance, along with taking care of guests’ preferences.
The Summers Family had no mistress. Mrs. Summers had passed away, and Atra Blanc never took charge. Nathaniel asked Jade Carlson, it was her and Yolanda Summers who were preparing for the banquet.
Jade, dressed in a champagne-colored dress, looked like the half mistress of the Summers Family. She was busy directing the servants to prepare the living room.
Purple stood at a distance, watching the bustling scene with cold eyes.
This festive scene hardly involved her..
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