Gwendolyn turned around, her eyes filled with a mixture of anger and hatred as she glared back.

It was then she noticed that the person who was stopping her was none other than Charles.

Charles narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression serious. “Gwen, you can’t take matters into your own hands. Since I’m here, you should hand over this matter to me. I’ll bring him back to Fairlake Police Station for questioning,” said the man in a measured tone.

“He wanted to throw sulfuric acid on my face, so I fought back. Is that not allowed?” Gwendolyn’s tone was cold as she attempted to pull her hand back.

Charles tightened his grip around her wrist, refusing to let go. His expression remained stern as he uttered, “He hurt someone, so he deserves punishment. But if you hurt him too, you’re no different from him. Don’t forget that we’re at a bar. Even if you clear out the customers, there are still staff watching. They’re all witnesses.”

She paused for a moment, the corners of her mouth forming a sneer. “But I’ve already made a move. What are you going to do about it?”

Charles was silent for a long time before saying, “I can pretend I didn’t see anything and help you clean up the mess, but you can’t hit him anymore. Maverick is just your housekeeper and your pet now. There’s no need for you to get yourself into trouble because of him.”

His words left Gwendolyn greatly shocked. “If Maverick hadn’t shielded me, it would be my face that’s injured now. How could you still say something like that?”

The man was at a loss for words.

Gwendolyn forcefully shook off his hand, her cold eyes staring at him in disbelief. “Charles, you’ve become so unfamiliar to me now.”

Charles’ pupils quivered slightly, and his deep blue irises vaguely showed hurt. Silently, he took a step back, no longer trying to stop her actions.

With nothing stepping in her way, Gwendolyn smirked coldly and crouched down in front of the man again. “Come on, let’s continue.”

“No… don’t…”

Ignoring his pleas for mercy, Gwendolyn once again aimed at the back of his left hand, raising the wine bottle high.

“Stop it!” Just as the blow was about to land, a voice sounded from the doorway, instantly stopping Gwendolyn.

The commander of the Public Security Division, Matthew, had rushed to the scene with a team of police officers.

“Mr. Newton, you’re here too.” Matthew burst in and saw Charles first, so he greeted the latter. After noticing Charles’ lack of expression, he then stepped forward and snatched the wine bottle from Gwendolyn’s hand.

Upon seeing the terrible state of the man on the ground, he let out a soft hiss. She’s really a ruthless woman.

Matthew carefully observed Charles next to him, noticing the man’s unpleasant expression and lack of intention to chime in, before saying, “Ms. Shalders, we received a report that someone was causing trouble at the bar. We’d appreciate it if you could come with us.”

her voice was soft and gentle. “He splashed sulfuric acid on me and hurt my

was a bloody mess from being slashed by the broken

the details of the

“Investigation and questioning are fine by me, but

replying, “We’re uncertain about that.

also stepped forward, placing

grabbing onto Charles. “Charles, they’re taking Gwendolyn away! You can’t just stand by and do

eyes deeply fixated on Gwendolyn’s retreating figure

persuasion was in vain, Jasmine wanted to step forward and stop them, but she was blocked by Charles’ men. In the end, all she could do was watch helplessly as Gwendolyn was taken

for several

treated. The doctor, seeing his great physique yet such frail body, felt deeply distressed. In addition to the anti-inflammatory liquid, the doctor also

night. Elven and Ezra

not

and woke Elven up.

at the bar. I guess she must have finished by now and gone back to

his deep voice

replied, “No, she asked Ezra and me

dark eyes gradually dimmed, and a burning pain gripped

pain was even more intense than having sulfuric acid

Maverick’s distressed expression, Elven quickly comforted him, “Don’t worry, Mr. Wright. It’s quite late, and Ms. Shalders must be tired

line, not saying a word. He turned over and

he knew deep down that since Gwendolyn did not

was a sleepless night

of Gwendolyn injuring someone, and considering it was too late at night for an official

realize Gwendolyn’s true identity from Charles, and his legs went weak. Oh, my

which wes the Herris femily. She elso heppened to be Asher’s beloved little

such en importent person in the confinement cell lest time? When Metthew thought ebout it, he felt e shiver running

ongoing, Metthew errenged e luxurious single room in the police stetion for Gwendolyn, end Williem end Quinton

rooms. There were no bed sheets

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computer could only connect to the internel network within the police stetion end hed no wey

still get up end pley some gemes on the

she needed eny lete-night snecks, offering to

wes thet, due to

everything thet hed heppened

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men wenting to ceuse trouble, how could it be limited to just spleshing sulfuric ecid? Or wes it beceuse Meverick suddenly

pondered, she unknowingly drifted off

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