The cop stood up and said, “Actually, I’ve already finished recording her statement. It’s just that she kept on insisting that we arrest her boss…”
Brettley smiled at him. “Thank you so much, officer.”
Then, he lowered his face to glance at Irene. “Ms. Cook, shall we go now?”
Irene was already excited by the fact that Brettley Morrison, the richest man in Banyan City, wanted to send her home, but with him directly talking to her, she felt as though she was on cloud nine.
She stood up somewhat dazedly and replied, “Okay…”
Because she had been so badly beaten up, coupled with her excitement, Irene almost fell as soon as she stood up.
Brettley immediately grabbed hold of her. “Be careful.”
Irene was so overjoyed by his reaction that her entire body felt light as if she was about to float off like a balloon at any minute.
Was this a dream? Why else would Brettley Morrison treat her so kindly all of a sudden!
Brettley dragged her out of the police station. Irene was so overcome by delight that she did not resist and got into his black Maserati parked outside.
“Mr. Morrison, I’ve never had the chance to sit in such an expensive car.”
Irene leaned against the backseat and looked at Brettley, grinning from ear to ear. “
Thank you for spoiling me like this.”
Then, she looked down to glance at the time. “It’s already 11 p.m. now… You came to take me home at this hour… Why don’t we go to a nearby hotel instead?”
Lucas, who was sitting in the driver’s seat, almost spat out his water when he heard that.
This woman…
Mr. Morrison merely came to bail her out and take her home out of kindness. What was she thinking?
How could she even think Mr. Morrison was interested in her? How did she even have the audacity to suggest spending the night at a hotel together?
The atmosphere in the car fell silent.
Irene did not understand why Brettley did not answer. She furrowed her brows. “Did I do something wrong?”
Then, she sighed and added, “Mr. Morrison, I know you’re a wealthy man, and you refuse to stay anywhere less than five stars, but there aren’t any five-star hotels nearby… It’s already past 11 p.m., so let’s just spend the night at any hotel we can find. What do you think?”
“I think you need this.”
Brettley frowned and handed her a mirror.
Irene froze. “What do you mean…”
“He wants you to look at yourself in the mirror! “
Lucas could not take it anymore and rolled his eyes at her. “Mr. Morrison isn’t interested in you, and he never will be! “
He then added, “I can’t believe you. Mr. Morrison was just helping you out of kindness, and you thought he wanted to sleep with you… Only someone as superficial as you would spread baseless rumors about Bethan.”
Upon hearing Bethan’s name, Irene immediately came to.
When she was in the bathroom this afternoon, she had overheard Mrs. Allen say that Bethan had s*xual relations with both Brettley and his assistant…
As soon as she remembered this, Irene broke out in cold sweats.
“You… Are you here to beat me up again for Bethan?”
“You’re a bit slow, aren’t you? “
Brettley glanced at her impassively, then extended his hand toward her. “Give me your phone.”
Irene frowned and immediately clutched her phone close to her. “What do you want?”
“Don’t worry.”
Brettley curled his lips into a smirk. “I just want to find out what you said exactly that made Bethan so angry that she would send people to beat you up.”
Irene bit down on her lip. Then, after a long while, she let out an exhale and handed her phone over to Brettley. “Just…don’t touch anything else! “
Brettley furrowed his brows, took the phone from her, and flipped through its contents.
The things she had said in the company group chat were very explicit and made him uncomfortable, but
Brettley suddenly noticed one of Irene’s recent contacts and narrowed his eyes.
“How do you know Alice Peterson?”
“Alice Peterson?”
Irene glanced at Brettley with a puzzled expression. “Who’s that?”
Brettley narrowed his eyes and showed Irene the screen, which displayed the name ‘Alice’ on it. “This person. Who is this? How do you know her?”
Irene furrowed her brows. “She added me through the company group chat tonight after I exposed Bethan’s wrongdoings.
“She told me she’s enemies with Bethan, so I accepted her friend request and chatted with her for a bit… We gossiped and talked about Bethan.”
Brettley frowned upon hearing this. “Where’s the chat history?”
“I deleted it.”
Irene pursed her lips. “This person named Alice told me that Bethan knows a very skilled hacker and that she might hack into our phones. She told me to delete our chat history, so I did.”
Brettley narrowed his eyes slightly.
This person named ‘Alice’ definitely had something to do with Irene being beaten up.
Brettley guessed that she probably wanted to cover her tracks, so she lied to Irene about the hacker to get her to delete the chat history.
Brettley recorded the details of the person named ‘ Alice’ and handed Irene’s phone back to her.
“Get out of the car, ” he said curtly.
Irene thought she had misheard him. “Mr. Morrison… You… Aren’t you going to send me home?”
Brettley snorted in indignation. “When did I tell you I was going to send you home?”
With that, he shot Lucas an impassive glance.
Instantly understanding it, Lucas got out of the car, opened Irene’s door, and handed her two banknotes. “Here, for your taxi ride.”
Irene rolled her eyes, grabbed the money from him, and got out of the car.
“Where are we going now, Sir?” asked Lucas in a low voice as soon as he got back into the car.
“Go home.”
Brettley closed his eyes and leaned against the back of his seat. “I want to confirm a few things.”
When Alice woke up the next day, she was surprised to discover that Brettley was sleeping soundly next to her.
However, she noticed that someone had touched her phone.
She gingerly took her phone and tiptoed out into the hallway, afraid of waking Brettley. Just as she was about to unlock her phone and check what Brettley had done, however, the other phone that she always kept hidden suddenly chimed.
Alice took out the hidden phone and saw that it was a message from Irene.
(Is your name Alice Peterson? Yesterday, Mr. Morrison asked me if I knew someone called Alice Peterson, but I didn’t tell him anything. Who are you?]
Alice immediately came to a realization.
She knew why Brettley had checked her phone last night.
Fortunately, she had asked Irene to delete their chat history out of caution and used her hidden backup phone to contact Irene instead.
Alice furrowed her brows. If she remembered correctly, it was about l0 p.m. when she sent those men over to beat Irene up.
Alice had lured Irene to a specific place and coaxed her to delete their chat history so that no one would know Alice was involved in this. Then, she went to sleep.
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