Stop It, She’s Remarrying (Fia and Conrad)
Chapter 800

Chapter 800

Kent drove his car into the neighborhood and then took the elevator to his studio on the top

floor.

The elevator opened and he played with his car key as he walked to the door to his studio. He suddenly stared at the position of his keyhole.

The keyhole was the shape of a cross. It was fifteen degrees away from its original position when he left this morning.

The first thought that came to his mind was that a thief had entered his home.

He was about to take his phone out from his pants when the door to his studio suddenly opened and he instinctively stepped back.

However, the person threw a rope toward him like a lasso, and it accurately went around his neck, and the person pulled him into his studio.

"Darn it!" Kent cursed, but everything was too fast, and his enemy was too good.

The person dragged him into the studio. Kent hadn't gotten accustomed to the darkness and couldn't see anything.

The person grabbed his hair and forced him to look up, and a processed voice rang. "Give me your phone!"

Kent cursed in his mind and grabbed the concealed weapon he hid by his waist, and then stabbed where he heard the voice come from. "Argh!" The person screamed and let go

of him.

In that instant, Kent jumped up and flipped the light switch on the wall.

The light was switched on, and his entire studio was bright as day!

The man wanted to leave, but Kent jumped again and kicked him.

The man wearing a black suit and mask slammed into the door as he was kicked by Kent, losing his breath for a few seconds.

He grabbed his throat which had been stabbed and glared at Kent angrily.

Kent bit his lips and loosened his fists before immediately throwing another punch, aiming where he stabbed him in the neck. "You..." The person was speechless. He was quite brutal.

"Stop talking!" Kent kicked him at the back of his knees, and then grabbed his hair just like how he did just now. "I can't even fight and you're using all these parlor tricks on me? I know them too!" Several days ago, when he was looking for Sally, he knew that he was surrounded by danger but he couldn't fight in a melee at all. That was why he began bringing concealed weapons with him. The small blade was laced with anesthetic that he got from the black market. Despite just a thin layer on the blade, it was enough to make a grown man lose his strength in two seconds. Kent kept on throwing his punches until he was no longer moving. Then, he leisurely made at call.

"Hello, police station, right? There's a thief in my house, and he attacked me!"

About ten minutes later, the policemen from a nearby branch arrived on scene, surprised.

"Who called the cops?"

Kent, who just got out of the washroom wearing a casual outfit, sat on the sofa in a relaxed manner and pointed at himself saying, "Me."

"Who's the victim?!" The policeman was very unhappy with his attitude. He looked like the perpetrator!

"Me!" Kent said lazily.

"You? You look fine, but the guy on the floor..."

Kent rolled his eyes. "He almost killed me, you know? What? I managed to turn the tables and suddenly I'm the bad guy?"

The policeman was speechless. Did he not realize he looked like a rich kid that kept on stirring up trouble?

"Seriously? You're doubting my character?" Kent stood up and turned on the projector, playing a clip from the studio's hidden security camera that came with night-vision capabilities.

The security camera did its job well. Even when the light wasn't switched on, it captured what happened perfectly.

"See that?" Kent snorted at the policeman. "And here you're framing me!"

"Sorry about that." The policeman's attitude immediately changed and he pulled the man up.