Facade of Love

Chapter 256 Detention!

I snapped back to reality, almost forgetting that Jack had shown up at the old manor, begging for mercy for Christina. The moment the story blazed across the trending news, he realized his chance and quickly tipped off the press. They swarmed me at the manor and stirred up chaos at the police station.

If it got out that I was still free while under suspicion, the Youngs and the cops would be in the middle of a media typhoon. Just like Officer Jackson warned, everyone would scream foul play, accusing them of being in cahoots with the elite and twisting the law. If this thing exploded, it would be a total mess.

Nobody would get off scot–free.

“Jack, the guy is… seriously cutthroat.”

1 actually believed his heartfelt plea to Idris showed he realized his fallures as a parent and wanted to turn things around. The question that came to mind now was whether someone’s dark side could really change that easily.

Idris piloted the boat to the lake’s far shore, where Ensio was already waiting in a

a car.

Under the cover of night, Idris ushered me into the vehicle, and we made a beeline for the police station.

Outside just as Officer Jackson had described: a few hundred reporters.

the police station, it w were camped out, some just there for the thrill of it all.

lockdown, with reporters

Officer Jackson. He

front door. Unsure if another way in

his voice

here. I don’t think I can

a brief pause, “There’s

second I stepped out, I would basically be broadcasting that I had not been

worry. It seemed Officer Jackson was mulling over options too

crowding the entrance, narrowed his eyes thoughtfully. After a silent moment, he grabbed the phone from me and said, “We need a women’s police uniform delivered here.”

stuttered, “You’re…”

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up without elaborating and sent Ensio out to pick up

courtesy of Officer Jackson before long, and

uniform, I’ll stick out. If I’m spotted and it hits the news, we will be in a world

calmness unshaken. “Trust me, you’ll

inspiring, and I found myself believing him. I quickly changed in the backseat of the car. Shortly thereafter, Ensio came back,

blurted out, “Won’t makeup just

of few words, handed me a bottle of foundation and instructed, “Make your skin more tan. It’s night, so with a hat on and a tan, you’ll be less likely to be spotted.”