Wooing My Ex-Wife

“All right. If your claims are valid, the police will certainly do their utmost to assist you in returning the person to the Harris residence.”

“That’s more like it.”

Gwendolyn maintained her customary aloof demeanor as she was escorted into the police car by the officers.

Just as she was about to get into the car, Logan suddenly came out of the villa. Taking in the situation, he hurried over and questioned, “What’s going on? What happened? Why are you arresting Mrs. Jenson?”

“It’s nothing serious, just a minor issue. I’m going to the police station for tea and to make a statement, and then I’ll be back,” Gwendolyn reassured him.

Before leaving, there were a few things she was worried about, and she wanted to talk to Logan in private.

After explaining the situation to the police officers, they were very understanding and allowed Gwendolyn and Logan to have a private conversation on the side.

Gwendolyn spoke in a hushed voice. “Logan, there are too many people in Old Mr. Jenson’s villa at the moment, not to mention all of them are relatives and elders from the family. It’s not right to send them away. Send someone to watch over Benny and Zendy on the top floor, and don’t let anyone other than Mdm. Yarde get near the children.”

“All right. Don’t worry, Mrs. Jenson. I’ll take good care of Ms. Zendaya and Mr. Benedict. I won’t let anything happen to them.”

After hearing that, Gwendolyn nodded in relief and added, “Also, I’m starting to suspect Xander. However, just to be safe, try to keep all the relatives who came to the villa today here. We can’t let any of them leave. We must eventually come up with an explanation for Grandpa’s coma.”

Initially, she merely suspected that someone was scheming something and that it might have been someone from the Jenson family. However, now that the police were there, she was certain the matter wasn’t just a coincidence. Whoever is acting in bad faith must be caught.

After making the arrangements, she got into the police car and left the Jenson residence under Logan’s worried gaze.

Half an hour later, Gwendolyn arrived at the police station and was escorted into an interrogation room.

A police officer picked up a pen and was ready to take notes.

that detaining Ms. Annie Steinfeld in the basement was a family matter instead of a kidnapping or

Gwendolyn looked down and touched her

anything in

did she recall that she had originally come out to go upstairs to check on her babies, but because she was in a hurry, Gwendolyn forgot to take her designer handbag and even left

She had been so busy that she

my bag, but when I came to the police station with you, I forgot to bring it

officers

the issue was

protocol, and they didn’t have the authority

you left your

for a moment, recalling carefully. “I think they should be inside my grandpa’s bedroom. That’s the only room I went into,

nodded, indicating that they understood. “We grasp your situation. I’ll arrange for two of our officers

the police station, she wouldn’t be able to leave for a while.

are too many people in the villa. If the police officers are too conspicuous and are seen entering Grandpa’s bedroom, others will think something has happened to Grandpa, and this will alert

Mrs. Jenson. If you’d like to have some tea or fruit, please let us know. We’ll bring

in response.

was a half-hour trip from the police station to the Jenson residence. A round trip would take more than

she was bored out

tired and sleepy, she, unfortunately, couldn’t fall asleep. Her manic disorder was still unstable, and she wasn’t sure if it would suddenly flare up while she

the police station, it could

head of the prestigious Harris family and Harris Group’s CEO, if others knew she had

already had her hands full with plenty of complex matters, so she didn’t want any more issues to

stay awake, choosing to have a female police officer help her brew a cup of coffee to keep

yet the police officers who were sent to

didn’t have her phone, so she didn’t know what time was it. Nevertheless, she could sense it had been

over and asked, “What time is

already seven o’clock.”

until well into the evening. “Why haven’t the police officers who were sent to the