Hello, Mr. Brent

Chapter 205

Before Emily could react, she was arrested by two policewomen.

Joyce shouted anxiously, "What are you doing? Why do you arrest her?"

"She's a wanted criminal. Now that she's finally back. We have to bring her back for interrogation." The

leading man said righteously.

After saying that, he waved his hand, ignoring Joyce's screams and Bryce's cries, and took Emily to the

police car.

"Mom, mom." Bryce wailed.

He was only a three-year-old child and had never seen such a scene before. When he saw her mother

being taken away, he was frightened.

Joyce was also a mother and quickly covered Bryce's eyes. She said to Bryce, "Good boy, don't cry.

Your mom just has to deal with something. She'll be back soon. Don't cry."

"You're lying. They're the police. The police only catch bad people. Why did they catch mom?" Bryce

asked sobbing.

Joyce didn't expect him to be so smart as a three-year-old boy to realize the relations so clearly and

she didn't know how to answer him.

Fortunately, Sebastian came out. Joyce quickly told him what had happened in a low voice and handed

Bryce, who was crying, to him.

Sebastian thought for a while and said, "Let's go find the child's father first! He needs to know about

this."

Joyce nodded and quickly carried Bryce to the hospital with Sebastian.

Bryce was very observant and accurately recalled which ward his father was in and took them there.

Emily, on the other hand, sat in the police car, still confused. Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

When she was locked up in the police station, she urgently asked, "Why did you arrest me? What

crime have I committed?"

"You are the suspect of a murder case four years ago. We've been looking for you for four years." The

policeman said expressionlessly.

Emily widened her eyes and understood instantly.

The murder case four years ago? It could only be the case pertaining to Franklin.

"But isn't he all right now?" Emily asked.

She thought that since Franklin had recovered and known the whole story, he must have dropped the

lawsuit.

"Although the victim has recovered, the fact that you're a murder remains unchanged. For four years,

the victim has never quited bringing you to justice," the policeman said.

Emily was speechless.

She wanted to curse. What was Franklin trying to do? He knew clearly that she was innocent, but why

didn't he drop the lawsuit?

"I want to see Franklin. Let me see him." Emily said eagerly.

Although she was at sea, she had a hunch that she could only solve this matter after seeing him.

"We can't make that decision. You can find your lawyer," the policeman said coldly.

After that, he left Emily there alone.

Emily slapped the iron bars hard and shouted, "Don't go. Please help me!"

But no matter how she shouted, no one came to her.

Emily flopped down to the ground feebly. She never thought that she would be thrown into prison. She

was in a fluster, having no idea what to do next.

She was detained for the whole afternoon, and the police didn't come until night.

She was brought to the interrogation room. Emily could not help but shield her eyes with the back of

her hand from the glaring light, which frightened her even more.

"Tell your name, age, and hometown." The policeman asked rigidly.

There was a policeman and a policewoman here. The policeman had a sullen and ghastly face while

the policewoman looked much tendered, taking notes with a pen.

Emily told them the information they asked.

Then the policeman asked again, "Four years ago, you were suspected of murder, and then ran away.

Where did you run?"

"I didn't murder anyone." Emily explained in a haste.

"Be honest. if you didn't kill anyone, why did you escape?" The police scolded.

Emily was so aggrieved that she choked and said, "If I hadn't escaped, I would have faced slander! The

situation was very complicated at that time. If I didn't run, Mrs. Brent would definitely accuse me of

murder. Franklin was unconscious then. I had no one to prove my innocence."

"Can you prove your innocence now?" The policeman asked.

Emily nodded quickly and said, "Of course. I didn't murder him four years ago. Franklin and I were

sitting in the same car. We were a loving couple at that time. Why would I murder him? It was Andrew

who drove into us and caused the car accident. I didn't want to leave, but Andrew took me away. When

I managed to escape from him, I was already charged with murder so I had to leave. You can attest to

my words with Andrew. It really had nothing to do with me."

"Hmph, you're so good at fabricating stories. We've got the confession of the truck driver at the time.

He said that you bribed him to sabotage Mr. Franklin's car on purpose. In other words, you wanted to

kill Mr. Brent. What do you have to say to that?"

The police slapped a piece of paper on the table and yelled at Emily.

Emily quivered and said with her head shaking, "No, no, it's not true. Let me see Franklin. He knows

the truth. I can make it clear to him."

"Okay, I see." The policeman then spoke to his earphones, seemingly connecting with the outside.

Soon, he looked at Emily and said, "Mr. Brent wants to see you. You can plead with Mr. Brent. As long

as he is willing to forgive you and not hold you accountable, you still have a chance to go out."

"He wants to see me?" Emily asked happily.

She felt relieved. As long as Franklin was willing to see her, she still stood a chance. Franklin knew that

she was wronged. It must have been that he had forgotten to drop the case at that time, so she was

arrested today.

If Franklin could testify that she was clean, she would be fine.

The policewoman took her to a small room. She thought it would be like what she saw on TV that there

would be a piece of glass between them and she could only communicate with him through a phone.

However, it was not that at all. There was a table in the small room, and the two of them were sitting

opposite without any policeman around. They were allowed to talk alone.

Emily's eyes became red at the sight of Franklin and said anxiously, "Franklin, tell the police that it

wasn't me that year. I didn't murder you."

Franklin looked at her with a heavy gaze. After a while, he slowly opened his mouth and said

something that shocked her. "Didn't you?"

"Franklin, what do you mean? Do you suspect me too?" Emily screamed. Franklin's words shocked her.

Franklin looked at her with his unfathomable eyes. After a long time, he said in a deep voice, "Emily, it

was my idea not to drop this case. I was the one who informed the police about your return. Don't you

think it's too stupid to beg me to vindicate you to them?"