Chapter 637
Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia
Chapter 637 Olivia smiled. âTheir parentsâ lives are in my hands. Naturally, they know what to say what not to say. and Not to mention the Johnson familyâs support this time, even if David returned to support Rachel, Rachel would still be doomed! Seeing how confident Olivia was, Marina kindly reminded her, âThings can change before everything is settled. What you have to do is to be fully prepared and meet the changes with constancy.â âMarina, donât worry,â Olivia said. Marina glanced at the horizon outside the window and said meaningfully, âItâs almost dawn.â The show was about to begin. Olivia followed her gaze and said gently, âYes, itâs going to be dawn soon.â This time, she wanted to completely trample Rachel under her feet! On the other hand, Tom did not leave after walking out of the police station. Instead, he sat in the car and called his brother-in-law, Warren. His thin lips were as cold as ice, and his tone was as cold as frost. âWhere are you?â Iâm already on my way back.â Warren knew how much the Johnson family cared about Rachel. If Rachel really suffered any grievances in the police station, he should di e as an apology. Tom lit a cigarette and took a deep puff. White smoke slowly came out of his mouth. His deep and cold voice slowly sounded. âIâll also give you a good opportunity to be promoted.â Hearing this, Warren, who was on the other end of the phone, was not happy at all. Instead, he became even more nervous. He thought for a moment and asked carefully, âWhat good opportunity?â âIâll get Lucas to send it to your email. Remember to check it,â Tom said and hung up. Listening to the beeping sound on the phone, Warren could not figure it out for a moment. After an unknown period of time, he received a document in his email. He clicked on his phone to check. When he saw the contents, his small eyes were filled with shock and excitement.
Warren grabbed his phone and slapped his thigh excitedly. If not for the roof restricting him, he would have done a few backflips to celebrate. He did not expect to encounter such a good opportunity when he was about to retire! âMr. Henry?â The driver in the front looked at him in confusion. Warren cleared his throat and suppressed the ecstasy and excitement in his heart. âDrive faster!â He didnât want to delay his promotion! In the police station. Alfredo rested his legs on the corner of the table. He was holding ice wrapped in a towel and applying it to the swelling on his face. âDid she say anything?â âNo.â Don said, âMr. George, I feel that this case is full of suspicious points. I suggest that we investigate it together. Perhaps there will be unexpected gains.â
Upon hearing this, Alfredoâs lips curled into a mocking smile. âDon, I know you have real talent, but donât order me to do anything until you become more powerful than me!â His words were filled with mockery. However, Don did not seem to understand. His eyes were lowered, and the expression in his eyes could not be seen clearly. âIâve investigated those people. They all have criminal records. In addition, they were holding control knives at that time. Who can guarantee that they did not have any motive for killing or malicious intentions?â âMr. Cole, arenât you being too one-sided?â A low and gentle voice sounded from behind. The two people in the room turned around at the same time and saw Marina in a wine-red V-neck dress walking toward them in high heels. Behind her was Olivia. When Alfredo saw Marina, he hurriedly sat up. With a red and swollen face, he walked forward respectfully. âMiss Jones, why are you here?â Marinaâs eyes flashed with imperceptible disgust as she looked at his face. âWhat happened to you?â âDonât mention it.â Alfredo sighed. âItâs all because of that...â Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Don and stopped abruptly. âThis has nothing to do with you. You can leave first.â âYes,â After Don left the room, he was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he stood at the door and lit a cigarette. He could vaguely hear Alfredo and Marina talking in the room. âShe is a criminal, but she attacked you. Itâs very bad.â âThe crime of assaulting a police officer can be serious or trivial. You donât have to worry about such a small matter, Miss Jones.â Alfredo paused for a moment and asked, âMay I know why you suddenly came over?â âRelease Richard,â said Marina. âBut we got a report that he hired a murder to kill someone.â âSo have you got solid evidence?â âNo.â âSince you donât have evidence, you canât confirm his crime, so there wonât be any problem even if you release him.â Yes, Iâll give the order now.â When Alfredo went out, Don had already left. He brought Olivia to the place where Richard was temporarily imprisoned. When Richard saw Olivia, he was so excited that he almost cried. He held Oliviaâs hand tightly.
âOlivia, how is it?â âDad, itâs okay. We can go home now,â Olivia said as he helped him out of the detention room. When they passed by Alfredo, Oliviaâs footsteps paused slightly. âMr. George, I wonder where Rachel is being locked up now?â
âInterrogation room,â Alfredo said. âMiss Cruise, do you want to take a look?â Olivia naturally hoped to see Rachel in a sorry state. However, everything had yet to be settled. It was better for her to keep a low profile. âMy father was framed this time. Iâll have to trouble you with this matter, Mr. George.â Olivia had a gentle smile on her face. Her slender and fair hands gently held Alfredoâs fat hands. At the same time, she took out the bank card that she had prepared in advance and stuffed it into Alfredoâs hand. âMr. George, if you can help my father seek justice, the Cruise family will remember your kindness.â âMiss Cruise, youâre too polite.â Alfredo touched the texture of the bank card and a dark and complicated expression flashed across his eyes. He looked at Olivia lecherously and held her hand tightly. âDonât worry. Our goal is to serve the people wholeheartedly! Leave this matter to me. Donât worry.â A trace of disgust flashed across Oliviaâs eyes as she looked at Alfredoâs indecent hand. She quietly pulled her hand away. âThank you, Mr. George.â With that, she held Richardâs arm and turned to leave. Richard was suddenly taken away late last night. He was frightened and could not sleep or eat in peace. After all this, his usual vitality was greatly reduced, as if he had aged a lot overnight. When the two of them left, they happened to pass by the interrogation room where Rachel was detained. In the interrogation room, two high-intensity lights were aimed at Rachel. The dazzling light made her fair face almost transparent, and one could vaguely see the blood vessels under her skin. There was no panic or uneasiness on her face. Her eyes were calm, and she did not look disheveled at all. Rachel seemed to have sensed something. She narrowed her eyes and looked at the door.