Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

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.

Lyman's phone buzzed. It was

on speaker. “Spit it out. If you've got something to say,

"Well, well, look at you-turning into a deadbeat,

news to spread so fast.

bad here, gotta

giggle drifted through

that even Lyman felt his ears

said dryly. "I'll let you

reply, Lyman

sofa in frustration. "Damn it! Who's

bad, why could he still

who was sprawled on the floor in a drunken

clubbing every night, drinking herself senseless under the

on the sidewalk, A few unsavory characters

Annabel's eyes snapped open. She glanced around

"This place looks familiar..."

Of course it did this

Annabel muttered,

why am I still dreaming about him? Why can't dream about someone handsome for

she calling a

done her a favor, and

would happen,