Desperate Lovers
Chapter 65 I Didn't Touch the Bastards

When Angela got into the taxi, the driver asked with a dialect accent.

"Where's are you heading to?"

II

Do you know about the Dream Club?"

Angela tranced for a moment. She still did not know which police station her brother was in.

"I Know I know I know!"

The driver's eyes glowed, "You don't know there?

Rich people like to go there for fun, common people like me can't afford to go there. Are you going there, huh?"

Angela licked her dry lips, "No, I'm going to the nearest police station over there."

James was at the Dream Club before, so her brother was probably taken away there. Under normal circumstances, his brother should now be at the nearest police station to Dream Club. After hearing that, the driver rambled on a lot, but with so many thoughts in HER mind, she did not hear anything at all.

She called her brother and sister-in-law a few more times in the car, but neither of them answered, so she frowned and directly sent a text message to both of them.

Tell me which police station you are at now, or I'll look for it one by one.

Greyson called back in seconds, "Angela, I'm really not at the police station now. You......"

"Yeah, keep making the story up."

Angela interrupted him directly.

Greyson said, "I thought you had become more obedient and well-behaved when I met you a while ago. Why are you still so domineering?

As I told you, men prefer women like Jess......"

He immediately changed his tone, "A gentle woman like your sister-in-law. A tigress like you is destined to be lonely."

"Cut the crap and tell me where you are now."

Angela frowned, noticing that her brother was making so many excuses just to stop her from going to the police station, which meant things were not going well over there. Seeing that she was already angry, Greyson dared not to make excuses anymore, "It's the police station closest to the club.

Your leg is hurt, don't come. If you really want to come over, let the nurse get you a wheel......"

Angela hung up the phone straight away, and gazed straight ahead with hollow and lifeless eyes.

James and Jessica would not let their brother get away that easily.

Twenty minutes later, the taxi pulled over in front of the police station.

Angela paid for the taxi and struggled to get off. The driver offered kindly help her to the police station, but she refused.

A trainee Audi car parked randomly in front of the police station. She just glanced at it and did not think much of it. "My sister is almost here!!!"

Greyson's voice came out through the door, "Just tell me how much this can be settled for.

I am not going to bargain!"

"Mr. Greyson. It's better if you negotiated with Mr. James and Miss Jessica about this.

We'll have to go through the normal processes unless they said otherwise."

Greyson yelled a little louder, "Don't fucking give me this bullshit!

You are just......"

"Brother!"

Angela walked in and stood next to Greyson.

Greyson immediately got quiet, glared at the little cop whose face was all red, and said pleadingly,

"It's not a big deal. I just need to pay some money like before and will be released. I didn't touch that two bastards!"

The cops just pretended that they did not hear the words "bastard".

"Shut up!"

Luna pulled his shirt and blushed with impatience.

Greyson glanced at his wife and sister, both were angry, bristled, then did not say any more.

"Officer, you just said that it would be fine as long as Mr. James and Miss Jessica agreed to let him go, right?"

Angela asked softly as she looked at the young cop.

The young cop stumbled for a while, and finally stammered.

"Senior...... Senior, is that so?"

The middle-aged cop who had been standing behind during this whole time now had to step forward. He glanced helplessly at the younger cop and coughed dryly,

"Well. If you could reach a private settlement, we would be happy."

"I happened to meet Miss Jessica before I came and heard her saying herself that she wouldn't blame my brother,

so is my brother free to leave now?"

Angela looked at the policeman only for a short time before moving her gaze away, because her wrongful conviction from two years ago gave her no good impression of the police.

"This......"

The middle-aged policeman weighed his words, "We can't do anything without actual evidence.

Why don't you give Miss Jessica or Mr. James a call, and if they agree, we'll definitely let them go."

Angela nodded, "Good, then I will give them......"

"Don't!"

Greyson interrupted her by directly snatching the phone over and said with hatred,

"I'll just spend a month in jail, what's the big deal?

Didn't you spend two years in prison and were fine?"

Hearing this, Luna poked him with her elbow and gave him a wink.

As she pursed her lips, Angela had a gloom flashing through the bottom of her eyes.

Two years in prison had been so painful that she wanted to prevent her brother from going in.

"Angela,"

Greyson lost all his momentous vibe and said with a pleading smile,

"I'm just giving you an example, don't think too much about it."

"It's okay, give me the phone."

Angela's eyes dodged unnaturally then she reached out towards him.

Greyson frowned and subconsciously hid the phone behind, but upon seeing her gaze, hereluctantly gave it back to her. Though Angela did not save Jessica's cell phone number, she remembered it because they were close friends in the past. After she dialed Jessica's number, it took only two rings for Jessica to pick up, then asked in an uncertain voice, "Angela?"

"Yes, it's me."

Angela clenched her fist, then relaxed and put the call on speaker, "I'm at the police station right now. The police said that they'll let Greyson go once you say so."

This groveling attitude of hers was really pissing Greyson off, making his eyebrows knited into a knot. When he was opening his mouth to say something, Greyson got stopped by Luna. She said, "Greyson, if you really care about Angela, say less and stop causing any more trouble."

Greyson broke her hand, and veins on his forehead popped up. Finally, he just moved his handsome face to a side and said nothing.

There was a moment of silence on Jessica's side before she said apologetically.

"I'm sorry Angela. I said that I don't blame Greyson, but James doesn't change his attitude.

You were at the police station, so you must have seen the lawyer James got, right?"

As soon as Jessica finished the last word, Raya who had helped Angela before walked in, "Huh, aren't you the cleaner from the Dream Club? Why are you at the police station?

You committed another crime?"

The handsome and elegant lawyer in a suit stood behind her with a briefcase and a file folder.

He adjusted the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose and checked Angela out for a few moments.

"Give me one minute."

Angela pointed at the phone.

Raya blinked and moved her fingers in front of her lips to do a "zip" gesture.

Seeing that, Angela continued.

"My brother already knew that he was wrong. A moment ago, he was repeatedly saying that he was going to apologize to you in person.

The main victim this time is you. As long as you are generous and don't blame my brother, the police station will let him go.

Consider this a favor that the Chante family owes you, do you think you can spare my brother?"

Greyson rolled his eyes and tugged his tie in annoyance.

"If Uncle Chante knew that out of nowhere he owed me a favor, I'm afraid he'd be furious."

Jessica sighed, "Angela, you're making things difficult for me."

Angela's fingers gripped the corner of her coat. Her fingertips whitened from the force,

"Is it okay? Consider it...... me begging you."

Greyson jerked his head up to look at her, with the ends of his eyes turning scarlet, rushed forward to grab the phone, but got stopped by Luna once again.