CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

"Please come with us," one of the officers stepped up, holding a pair of silver handcuffs.

Ben was even more puzzled. He hadn't done anything illegal. Why were these officers showing up at his office? And why the cuffs?

His first reaction was to step back. "You must have the wrong person."

"Your name is Ben Lucas, right? We've already matched your photo. I suggest you don't resist and just come along quietly," the officer barked.

They wouldn't be here without solid evidence. There was no mistake.

"If you're taking me in, I'd like to know the reason," Ben replied, still trying to make sense of what was happening.

across as defiant, making him look even more

unaware of your own wrongdoing? You're supposed to be a lawyer, familiar with the law. How convenient to play ignorant when it applies to

things might go easier for you. Resist, and you'll only make it worse. Don't

no choice

station, he was taken straight to the interrogation room, where the captain himself was handling the case. The captain, an older man with a sharp gaze, adjusted his glasses as he started the questioning. "Ben Lucas, right? What's your relationship with

been good friends since graduation," Ben answered, unsure why this line of questioning had come up. But given the situation, he figured it was best

that!" Ben's expression

shady dealings he was being accused of. But the captain clearly didn't believe him and continued with question after question.

darker and darker until, finally, he slammed his hand on the table. "You've got some nerve! You're lying to my face without so much asza blink. But we have solid evidence of your crime. Take