Police station? It sure didn’t take them long to come, huh?

Gwendolyn was not at all surprised. She smiled and extended her two fair, delicate hands voluntarily. “Sure, let’s go.”

Matthew had never seen a woman act so assertively and composedly when being arrested.

Her smile, in particular, was enchanting—carefree yet utterly captivating.

It was evident to him that the perpetrator was both skilled and ruthless after he viewed the gruesome photos of Samantha’s injuries.

Finding it difficult to believe that the seemingly innocent, naive girl in front of him was somehow involved in this case, he couldn’t help but proceed cautiously as he stepped forward to put the electronic handcuffs on Gwendolyn.

However, the man’s hand was suddenly grabbed by someone before the handcuffs could be put on.

Maverick was washing the dishes when he heard the commotion. The moment he came out of the villa, this scene was what greeted him.

He gave Matthew a menacing look. “These things have nothing to do with her. I did them. You can detain me instead.”

Gwendolyn had a puzzled look on her face. “You merely peeled a few oranges yesterday. What does this have to do with you? Keep your butt out of this.”

Yet, not only did Maverick not step back, but he moved forward and shielded her behind him.

His deep, dark eyes remained fixed on Matthew as he spoke righteously. “I know all the ins and outs of this case. If you want to uncover the truth, take me with you.”

Gwendolyn’s patience was wearing thin. I can take care of my own affairs. It’s none of his business.

However, the man standing before her looked back and smiled reassuringly, seemingly unaware of her thoughts. “Don’t be afraid. Go back into the house first. I’ll take care of this.”

She was rendered speechless.

Why on Earth would you think that I’m afraid?

“I’ve never been inside a police station before. This is so exciting! I just want to grab a cup of coffee there.”

Maverick and Matthew were lost for words.

Did she mistake the police station for a café? And she even finds this exciting?

them in an effort to decipher the meaning of their words. It seems like

are involved in this case, we’ll all go

Gwendolyn didn’t object.

him join the fun, then. “All right, but I’d like

William was called out.

rummaged through her bag, found that Centurion Card, and handed it to William, whispering

cuffed with electronic handcuffs and escorted into a

the vehicle, her face expressionless.

watched her intently and noticed her wrists were red from

distress

her wrists and gently caressed the red marks

was, of course,

withdraw her hands, seeing as someone was willing to give her a

Gwendolyn and Maverick entered the special interrogation room at the police station, and Samantha, who was covered in bandages,

this b*tch’s imprisonment in

the interrogation room, she caught sight of Samantha, who was

laughter on the spot. “Wow, Ms. Lane, you’re truly inspiring. You still insist on coming over

so much

and her mother glared at Gwendolyn with venomous looks

Matthew, entered the room and started a thorough interrogation. “Mrs. Lane, who was

pointed at Maverick and

them was smiling composedly, whereas the other was

like people not

a thought, Shirley pointed at Gwendolyn furiously but wasn’t about to let Maverick off the hook either. “She’s

again and handed it

looked puzzled. “Who is this? How did

had nothing to do with this incident at

started to flow backward. She endured the pain and cried out stammeringly,

once more. “Oh, so the person in the picture is you, Ms. Lane. No wonder it’s so ugly. You’re truly

Maverick chuckled.

attitude infuriated Shirley and Samantha to no

into the Lane residence yesterday. I thought you’d have the guts to own up to it, but I didn’t expect you to be so

his brows, tapping his fingers on the table.

table and gently

look at

Handsome?

side,

never called me with such a loving and sweet voice before. Is she smiling so beautifully on purpose because she’s attracted

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