Chapter 344

The officers didn't buy it and insisted on checking the footage.

To their surprise, just as the manager had claimed, there wasn't a single useful frame-the cameras had captured nothing at all.

Lyman shook his head. "Next time, don't waste police resources. Filing false reports is a crime, you know."

He stood his ground, insisting he hadn't laid a finger on Mitchell. And even if he had, Mitchell started it.

Mitchell was livid. He'd honestly thought this time he'd finally get justice, but things had turned out the opposite.

"Lyman, do you even have a shred of decency left?" Mitchell ground out, glaring at Lyman with enough intensity to burn holes through him.

Lyman just shrugged. "Not anymore. Lucky for you, you never had any to begin with. Consider it a gift."

"You-!"

"Officer, if there are no witnesses and no evidence, I'm free to go, right?"

The officer nodded. "You're free to leave."

Lyman didn't waste another moment. He left, Effie following close behind.

Neither of them spared a glance back, while Mitchell stared daggers at their retreating figures.

long after, Lyman's phone

him on speaker. “Spit it out. If you've got something

at you-turning

expected the news to spread so fast. It had barely happened, and Fenton already

here, gotta run," Lyman

giggle drifted

even Lyman

busy," Lyman said dryly. "I'll let you

reply, Lyman

"Damn it! Who's

bad, why could

was sprawled on the floor in a drunken heap, looking like she'd melted into the

out clubbing every night, drinking herself

the sidewalk, A few unsavory characters had started circling,

Annabel's eyes snapped open. She glanced around blearily,

"This place looks familiar..."

did this used to be their love

Annabel muttered,

him? Why can't dream about someone handsome for once? God, why do I keep seeing that

Who was she

and

this would happen, he'd

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