The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Chapter 300

Jeremy was still calmly sipping on the straw, choosing to

remain silent. Anya thought he had said something, so she leaned in closer and tugged on his sleeves. “Jeremy, are you okay?”

No words, still. In fact, he did not even spare her a glance. No. one knew what he was thinking about.

Lucas could not help but walk over to Anya and put his arms around her after seeing her getting the cold shoulder. He threw an unhappy glance toward Jeremy before turning back

to face Corinne.

“Miss Corinne, I don’t think you’re a wholly bad person since you were willing to extend a helping hand to my grandfather two days ago. Not many people would be willing to do that for someone they’ve never met before. However, when it comes down to securing your interest, you’ll become this ruthless woman who finds joy in hurting the innocent, am I right?”

Corinne knitted her eyebrows in consternation. “Securing my interests? What interests are you talking about?”

Lucas narrowed his eyes. “The only reason you decided to hire someone to assault Anya is you think that she’ll take away your position as Mister Jeremy’s wife.”

Corinne was first stunned, then she suddenly smiled. “I’m

willing to let her take over my position as Jeremy’s wife if she wants it so badly.”

Jeremy frowned at this.

Lucas was a little speechless. Then, a mocking smile appeared on his handsome face. “Miss Corinne, doing so still makes you the suspect of the crime.”

Corinne’s face remained impervious. She looked like she was lounging by the poolside, even though her hands were in

handcuffs.

“Oh, I’m not doing it to worm my way out of this. No, no, no. I simply don’t want to be his wife. It’s more trouble than it’s worth so your sister can be his wife if she wishes.”

Jeremy, upon hearing what Corinne said, ground the straw with his teeth. His eyes darkened at the words ‘more trouble than it’s worth‘.

Everyone else in the room thought Corinne was putting up an act because seriously speaking, who would not want to be Jeremy’s wife? Who would not want to be showered with all the riches and power in the world?

A woman like Corinne especially, who came from the

countryside and had not seen the world, should be chuckling in her sleep for having nabbed the most eligible bachelor in the city. Instead, she was offering up her husband with both hands as if he was nothing but a beggar on the street.

Therefore, it was totally understandable for others to think she was being a hypocrite.

Lucas smiled faintly. “Miss Corinne, there’s still time for you to confess your crimes. Are you sure you want to waste it by being stubborn? I’m giving you a last chance. If you willingly confess to hiring the perpetrator to rape Anya, I’ll personally write a letter of leniency to the judge so that your sentence will be reduced by a few years. Think of it also as me showing

my gratitude for helping out my grandfather.”

Corinne yawned and said, “Your kind offer is duly noted but no, thanks.”

Lucas knitted his handsome eyebrows together. Then, he

smiled at the bold and fearless Corinne. “Very well. You can look forward to being locked up in jail for a long, long time, then.”

At that moment, a police officer closed the notebook in his hand and stood up. “Mister Lucas, thank you for helping us out with the investigation. Might I trouble you to come down to the station with us so that you can tell us how you got your hands on the mobile phone?” Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Of course,” answered Lucas with a nod.

The police officer then turned around, brought out another pair of handcuffs, and chained one of Corinne’s slender ankles to the bed railing to prevent her from escaping.

“Miss Corinne, it’s useless for you to get out of this crime since we have all three evidence types– witness, physical and circumstantial. We’ll formally arrest you once your condition allows you to be discharged from the hospital,” said the police officer sternly.

“Whatever,” scoffed Corinne.

The police officer was about to say something about her attitude when he heard the sound of a chair scraping against the floor coming from behind him.

Someone had stood up.

The police officer immediately thought of a certain person and

discovered he was right when he turned around to take a look.

A tall, lumbering Jeremy was making his way toward Corinne. His impassive face coupled with his oppressive aura caused everyone to instinctively shrink back.