My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy

Chapter 243 His Surname is Smith

Soon after, Camille was pushed into the interrogation room.

One person's movement was so rough that she broke her right foot straight away, but luckily did not

fall.

Just a lot of pain in her right ankle.

"Hiss ......" she couldn't help but let out a soft whimper.

As soon as she entered, the police officer in charge of the interrogation grimaced and waved his hand

towards the man escorting her.

The police officers who were soon escorting her, roughly pinned her down in a chair.

Camille frowned in dissatisfaction and looked across at the police officer in charge of the interrogation.

The others, quickly retreated, leaving the two of them alone in the large interrogation room.

The white-hot light illuminated her eyes.

"Camille, do you know that framing and slandering someone is a crime?" The policeman opened his

mouth to question directly.

Camille snorted coldly, "What is it? I framed and slandered others? It was clearly Bella who instructed

others to hurt me, what did I accuse her of?"

The pain in the right ankle continues, one at a time, worse than the other.

"Bella has already said that she didn't do such a thing, and we didn't find any evidence of Bella's

dealings with that group of people, and now that group of people have all admitted that you ordered

them to put on a show in order to deal with Bella." The man on the other side of the table spoke coldly

once again, with dislike for her in his eyes.

The more Camille heard, the angrier she became and the colder her face became, "Is it what she

said?"

The policeman said coldly, "Now your charge can be confirmed, slandering and framing Bella, even if

you don't admit it."

At that, Camille immediately understood that this man was obviously being bribed.

Soon the policeman turned off the camera and looked at Camille and said, "This matter is settled, you

have to admit it even if you don't."

"What arrogance." Camille's words rang true, "You will pay for what you did today."

The police grunted, "What? The price? What price can you make me pay? The one who will pay is you,

little girl, and from this day forward you will endure at least a year, possibly up to three years, in prison."

"It's not certain who will actually encounter life in prison." Camille uttered with a look of disdain.

"How arrogant, I'd like to see if you can still be so arrogant when you get inside." The police said.

If eyes could kill, she believed she would have been dead long ago.

Instead, she didn't panic and just continued to lean back in her chair naturally, "The same applies to

you, do you know who I am?"

"I don't care who you are." He had a look of disinterest.

Without another word, Camille lowered her head and flicked her fingernails.

"Someone!" He ordered at the door, exasperated to the core by Camille.

It was the first time he had seen such an arrogant prisoner!

Soon several police officers walked in.

He glanced coldly at Camille before looking at them and saying, "Send this man to the First Detention

Centre immediately and await sentencing."

"I'd like to see who dares to touch me today." Camille glanced coldly at all of them and continued to

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"Take this girl, right now, out of here!" The interrogating policeman chided in dissatisfaction.

Just then, there was a sudden commotion at the door.

Immediately afterwards, the whole world fell silent.

Billy walked in at the front, leading an old man with gray hair.

The faces of both men were serious to the core.

The police officer in charge of the interrogation, seeing this scene, immediately nodded respectfully

before quickly walking up to the old man, "Minister, what brings you here?"

At this moment, the resentment that had been building up in Camille's heart instantly disappeared.

She looked at Billy with joyful eyes and asked, "Billy, what brings you here?"

Everyone was shocked.

Although they did not know what kind of old man this young man following their minister had, they knew

very well that it was definitely not an ordinary person.

He thinks it's even higher than their minister's rank.

It seemed that they had hit a nail in the coffin, as Camille was so familiar with this young man.

The police officer in charge of the interrogation of Camille, the arrogance in his head instantly

extinguished and he began to keep wiping cold sweat from his forehead.

He didn't even dare to look at Camille again.

"Why did I come? You bunch of losers!" With that, the old man raised his leg and viciously kicked down

towards the abdomen of the policeman interrogating Camille.

The next second, the other man was in the bottom, covering his stomach and crying out in pain.

The corners of Camille’s mouth gradually curved up into a relaxed curve.

"You dare to touch her, you're just tired of living!" The old man pointed angrily at the panting man on the

ground and said viciously.

And then he glanced behind him and ordered, "Why don't you hurry up and untie Miss Camille?"

Soon there was a scramble to be the first to come forward and untie Camille.

Camille moved her wrists before getting up.

Just as she stood up, her right ankle began to sting, "Ah ......" she cried out in pain and sat straight

back in her chair.

Billy's pupils immediately shook, and with a nervous face, he quickly stepped forward and asked,

"What's wrong with you?"

Camille pointed to her right ankle, "It's broken and it hurts."

"They pushed it?" Billy asked.

At these words, everyone shuddered once again.

Camille nodded.

Without saying a word, Billy directly picked her up horizontally.

The sudden hug caused Camille to blush, "Oops, it's okay, I can walk by myself."

Billy, however, did not say anything, just silently carried Camille and walked to the old man, "Whoever

touched her, resign from all of them."

"Yes ......" the old man nodded respectfully.

Without another word, Billy carried Camille all the way out with quick steps.

As she walked, she kept asking about her foot injury.

After he left, someone brave enough to look at the old man and ask, "Minister, what was the origin of

that man just now?"

The old man ordered coldly, "His surname is Smith, what do you say his origins were?"

The crowd immediately got it and everyone started to break out in cold sweat!

Billy carried Camille all the way into his black Bentley, and then began to examine her ankle in earnest,

looking at the red and swollen area, his brow frowned slightly, "I'll take you to the hospital."

Camille quickly withdrew her foot and looked at Billy, "Why did you come? You were in the bathroom

when I was taken away by the police."

Billy said, “I did not find you when I came back, so I called you, but you did not answer. I was worried

that something had happened to you, so I had the bar pull up the surveillance footage."

When Camille heard this, she immediately gave Billy's head a light caress with satisfaction, "Billy,

you're getting smarter and smarter, you're a far cry from when you were a child."