Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)
Chapter 739

Chad still had no idea he was digging his own grave. He kept on insisting that Irma fell down, and he was only taking care of her.

Not only that, Chad was persistent that Blake and Irma knew each other. Blake was only sitting on the sidelines, ignoring people who were in need of his help.

Chad was dragged away.

Even when he was put behind bars, he still wasn't cooperating. Instead, he demanded to see a lawyer.

However, even after calls and calls were made to the law office, the lawyers would immediately frown and reject Chad's case.

There were still some lawyers who considered taking his case, since people who committed crimes could also file a lawsuit other than the victims.

Lawyers' did not necessarily have to uphold justice of the people who were wronged. Most of them also worked for the people who were clearly on the opposing side. Moreover, if the lawyer won the cases where it was obvious that the client was in the wrong, the lawyer's reputation would spread far out. This would benefit the lawyer greatly.

However...

The moment the lawyers stated their fees for the case, Chad would be infuriated and accuse the lawyers of daylight robbery. There was no way that he would be able to afford such high fees.

"So? Are you done throwing a tantrum? Or are you ready to tell us what really happened?" the interrogating officer asked Chad nonchalantly as he was slowly sorting through the files.

At that moment, Chad was already infuriated. The only thing he could do was defend himself.

"I absolutely didn't lay a hand toward Irma! She suddenly fell down. I was only giving her a helping hand. Why would you accuse me of hurting her? Is it wrong for a man to help other people these days?" he confronted.

The officer had never seen someone so full of themself. With a loud thud, he slammed Irma's injury records on the table and exclaimed, "If she really only fell down, would it make sense that her internal organs were bleeding internally? She is under intensive care right now in the emergency room. How could something so unbelievable even come out of your mouth?"

The officer crossed his arms and looked at Chad with a piercing cold stare.

Despite that, Chad still insisted, "It really wasn't me! I had absolutely no idea what happened. Wait. I just remembered something. Recently Irma likes to go around and flirt with other guys. Could it be that she was beaten up and fell down when she got back?"

In the end, Chad was still insisting that Irma fell down on her own accord.

There was another younger officer in the interrogation room. The younger officer was enraged. "You're still bluffing?! A trace of your footprint was found on Irma's room's door. She was beaten up by you. You kicked on her door when she tried to take shelter in her room. How are you going to explain yourself with this?"

Chad frowned. "What are you trying to say? She fell down, so I was trying to look after her. I didn't know what she was trying to hide since she wouldn't let me take care of her. Instead, she locked herself in her room. I was worried about her, but she wouldn't answer when I called. So I kicked on the door because I didn't know what else to do."

The older officer's expression dimmed. He scoffed and said, "You are still trying to deny your doings, Chad. Irma pointed out to herself that you were the one who beat her up. It was already proven that you were the one who had beaten her up, yet you are still trying to deny it."

"You said it is already proven, then where is the evidence? Did anybody see me beat her up?" Chad kept his calm and threw the question back to the officers.

"There was no evidence! If that's the case, I can even say that her family was the one who had beaten me up!" he bellowed.

"Let me be frank with you, sir. I have already planned to marry Irma by the end of this year. When our family were discussing the dowry, her side of the family suddenly demanded a total of 400 thousand dollars. My family was absolutely against that!" Chad started to spew out.

"In the end, they were upset that they couldn't get the money by selling their daughter, so I was beaten up by the three of them. My head is also injured. Why is it that when my girlfriend is injured, I am the suspect, but when I am injured, it was because I deserved it?"

Chad continued to make a scene. "You are discriminating against me! I demand to be sent to a hospital immediately because I think I also have internal bleeding. I want all those filthy criminals to pay for the wrong things they did!"

Chad was acting all high and mighty as he stated his words. Not only did he deny beating Irma, he also indicated that her family hurt him because they were not able to come up with an agreement regarding their dowry.

His demeanor made the officers absolutely irritated. However, since there was no solid evidence, the officers still had to go through the procedures to obtain the evidence back at the scene. Since both of them were beaten up, it was hard for the officers to take sides.

As the officers were losing their patience, someone suddenly came sending a message and a package to them.

At that moment, Chad knew something was off. His heart skipped a beat.

He quickly remembered that there was CCTV installed in Irma's house. However, he was the only person who knew about this information.

The CCTVs were bought in secret, and he installed them himself when Irma was out of the house.

He had already deleted the related application on his phone. There should not be any traces left pointing toward him.

"There's no way anybody would know about this," Chad thought to himself.

The size of the camera was smaller than a needle's tip. Even if the investigators were out looking for proof, it would be impossible for them to replace the items so quickly.

"Are you all trying to scare me into a confession? I will never admit to something I have never done! Are you trying to make me confess to something that I never did? Did Irma's family bribed you? I will never agree to this!" Chad bellowed.

Suddenly, one of the officers slammed his hand on the table.

The officer exclaimed, "So you still don't want to own up to what you did? We already have the evidence in our grip. You can see it for yourself!"

Originally, the officer wanted to offer a lighter punishment if Chad fessed up to his wrongdoings. In the end, the officer decided it was not worth waiting anymore.

Immediately, the video of Chad beating Irma up was shown.

The moment Chad saw what was shown in the video, his face turned pale white.

He kept on mumbling, "This is not me. Someone deepfaked me into the video. You guys are trying to frame me. I don't know anything. I have never laid a hand on Irma before."

No matter how hard Chad tried to deny it, the truth was already in front of them.

In the end, Chad broke down and tried to change the topic. "So what if I really beat her? Her family also beat me up!"

Coldly, the officer replied, "They attacked you because they lost control when they saw their daughter was beaten up."

"So what? I also lost control when I found out Irma cheated on me! That wretched man gave me a call, so I lost control and ended up beating her!" Chad insisted.

Both of the officers were left speechless.

Eventually, Chad was granted permission to get a checkup at the hospital.

Unfortunately for him, even though he was beaten up, his injuries merely count as just scratches.

Chad could not believe the hospital report that came out. How could he only have scratches when he was beaten up so bad?

He snapped. "You all are setting me up. They bribed you! Do you think you can do anything once you have money? Do you think you can change the medical records and accuse innocent citizens of something they didn't do?"

One of the officers was holding the report and placed it on the table in front of him. He asked, "For it to be considered a light injury, you will need to have at least a 7 inch cut. Do you have such an injury?" Chad was left speechless.

Irma's younger brother grabbed on his head and slammed the same part again and again on the wall. His head was bleeding, but the length of the wound didn't even come close to an inch.

Again, the officer continued, "For it to be considered an injury, the area of your injury needs to be more than 10 inches. Do you have it?"

Again, Chad did not know what to say.

"Do you have any fractured or broken bones? Do you have a concussion or an injury on your spine?" the officer calmly asked.

Chad had no way to reply.

He had no idea that first degree injury had such criteria to be accepted as such.

It was nothing like the injury that he had.

"That can't be. I was beaten up really badly. How could it only count as just a scratch? This... This is impossible."