The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

Chapter 8 Ziana’s Condition”

“Everyone, please have a seat!” Boris clasped his hands and nodded calmly.

After these people sat down, a policeman explained to Ziana, “Miss Scott, Mr. Lewis claimed that you intentionally hurt him and caused him a mild concussion.”

They played a video in which she smashed his head with her bag, and it took a clear picture of their

faces.

Nell handed over a report of mild concussion to Ziana together.

They seemed to be well-prepared.

On the way here, Ziana was still thinking about what she had done, but when she saw Boris, she understood everything.

No wonder he left the show in the middle and never came back, so he was waiting for her here!

She sneered in her heart but immediately apologized, “Officers, I’m sorry. I was wrong, and I am willing to take responsibility, including but not limited to all medical expenses, and promise not to do it again in the future. Mr. Lewis, I am sorry. Will you forgive me?”

The policemen looked at the little girl in front of them. She was pretty, and she spoke nicely. She didn’t look like someone who disagreed with negotiating private affairs at all.

However, people should not be judged by their appearance. There were many people who were usually arrogant and domineering, but they would be cowardly when they saw the police.

“Okay. Since you have a good attitude toward admitting your mistakes, then you two should keep this matter private.” The policemen still suggested that it should be private if they agreed.

Ziana smiled flatteringly, “Private, of course. I agree. Mr. Lewis, what do

you think?”

Seeing her flattering smile, Boris couldn’t help but sneer.

He thought she was so powerful, but didn’t she ask him to let her go in the end?

Boris asked Nell to send the two police officers away, leaving only the two of them in the room.

He looked at Ziana and smiled co*lly, “As long as you leave Japera City, I won’t pursue this matter.”

Ziana’s phone rang at this moment.

a minute.” She stood up and

good, looking like an hourglass. With every step she took, her waist and hips were twisted charmingly, and her fair calves were looming under the

that she

the

rolled her eyes speechlessly. She was on the way out, and what was wrong with

squeezed the phone and went

trending topic. Why did you get

the wall and said flatly, “Well, something happened, and I

some people?” Yudel thought about

someone into a concussion, so

check him out.”

her tone, he knew that someone was going to

and said, “Okay, I’ll be there in

wait

went to the bathroom to touch up her makeup. When she came back, she saw

in the front, with more than 20 bodyguards walking side by side, and behind

they saw Ziana, they all saluted and greeted

and opened the

a phone call…” Boris saw the person behind her,

darkened.

and his thin lips outlined a cold arc, “Ziana, you’d

“It’s Miss Scott.”

lazily corrected him and walked to the bed with her slender

raised her hand, the bodyguard standing behind her immediately moved a

her.

legs, h**ked the broken hair around her ears with two slender fingers, and snapped

a dozen bodyguards stepped forward and surrounded

eyes turned cold, and just as he was

was good at martial arts, and it was difficult to meet opponents alone. He could even fight three or four people by himself,

on the bed, stretched his hands and feet, and tied

moved. Some were debugging equipment

low voice, “Ziana, what are you

No one answered him.

it in small sips, and she

here.