In Love, Never Say Never

In Love, Never Say Never Chapter 1674

I came to realize that listening to the assistant’s verbal report was more frustrating than I had expected, as his speech somehow never seemed to be going anywhere. It was no wonder that he had never been promoted to a higher position despite working with us ever since Wenville.

Fortunately, Summer was skillful in grasping the main point. “Where’s the wine now?”

“It’s in the wine cellar,” the assistant answered calmly as he stepped aside, allowing us to pass through to the basement.

Before Summer could even take a step, however, police sirens suddenly blared from outside.

In a moment, police cars flashing red and blue lights stopped at the club’s entrance, and a few uniformed police officers came out of them, making straight for us.

The police officer in lead flashed his badge and search warrant in front of us. His ID showed that his name was Horace Wicke. “This club is suspected of illegal trading and smuggling. We’ll need to do a full search of the place. Who’s the person in charge here?”

I immediately stepped forward, blocking Summer. “I am.”

echoed in my mind. It was hard to believe that after so many years, the same situation was

possible culprit

years, even after Summer had grown up so much, that woman still had not changed a bit and had no other tricks up her sleeves

was expensive and worth an astronomical amount, considering the large bulk in store. They far surpassed the cost of the drugs planted on Macy back then. If the police caught us with those illegal wines, Summer, as

on coolly, “Please cooperate

of cars screeching to a halt pierced through the air as several cars stopped at the roadside outside the club. The next thing we knew, reporters were swarming toward

the police immediately blocked them from entering, and a huge crowd

do you have

federal law! Is it because she was raised abroad that she

business in the entertainment industry because the pleasure-seeking nature of the

Fuller’s daughter is expected to

The questions were endless.

microphones and cameras at us madly, condemning Summer in the name of justice without knowing that they were, in fact, the greatest

even know about my daughter? Who are you