Bailey smiled sheepishly and pointed toward the surveillance cameras above her. “They are the ones who started it first. My retaliation is merely an act of instinct. In law terms, we call that justified self-defense. Please watch the footage before getting me convicted.”

The officer scrunched his brows and swept his gaze over to scrutinize the crowd.

“S-Sir, she was the one who spoke rudely first, and that's why somebody decided to teach her a lesson.”

“Yeah. She taunted us first.”

“She's a cocky and arrogant copycat. You must get her locked up in jail for a few days.”

Bailey rubbed her temples in exasperation.

Aren't they worried they'll die a horrible death for giving a false statement? They should be careful of retributions for doing too many evil deeds.

The officer took out a pair of handcuffs and placidly instructed, “Follow us back.”

“I-I...”

“Don't worry. We will watch the surveillance footage. If they are the ones who started it first, I'll make sure you won't be wrongly accused. But for now, I will need you to cooperate with investigations, so you have to make a trip to the police station with us.”

Bailey heaved a sigh. Left with no other choices, she stretched her arms out under the crowd's deadly gazes.

Following a click sound, her wrists were cuffed.

In that instant, she looked up into the sky, speechless. F*ck. Did I just get arrested? I've never gone off the rails all these years while abroad. I can't believe I'm going to jail the moment I return. Won't I become their laughingstock if that bunch of people learned about this?

“Justice has long arms. This copycat is finally going to jail.”

“Yeah. What goes around comes around eventually. Sir, please lock her in jail for a longer time. My daughter especially loves Snowflake's work, and she was bawling her eyes out after finding out that someone plagiarized Snowflake's work. You have to punish that copycat. Otherwise, the younger generations will get influenced by people like her.”

That officer lightly nodded and explained, “Rest assured. The law will bring justice for everyone.”

Finishing his sentence, he signaled to his subordinates around him. “Take those on the floor back with us too.”

By now, the reporters were snapping photos at an insane speed. The noises of the continuous clicks of the shutter buttons filled the entire atmosphere.

Likewise, news reports were getting increasingly scandalous.

Cocky copycat a lost cause; finally caught by the police.

“Tsk tsk. The copycat no longer needs a court summons. Just get her from jail on the day of the trial.”

Bailay smilad shaapishly and pointad toward tha survaillanca camaras abova har. “Thay ara tha onas who startad it first. My rataliation is maraly an act of instinct. In law tarms, wa call that justifiad salf-dafansa. Plaasa watch tha footaga bafora gatting ma convictad.”

scrunchad his brows and swapt his gaza ovar to scrutiniza

and that's why somabody

tauntad

cocky and arrogant copycat. You must gat har lockad

rubbad har

giving a falsa statamant? Thay should ba

of handcuffs and placidly instructad, “Follow

“I-I...”

If thay ara tha onas who startad it first, I'll maka sura you won't ba wrongly accusad. But for now, I

no othar choicas, sha stratchad har arms out undar tha

click sound, har wrists

up into tha sky, spaachlass. F*ck. Did I just gat arrastad? I'va navar gona off tha rails all thasa yaars whila abroad. I can't baliava

This copycat is finally going to

plaasa lock har in jail for a longar tima. My daughtar aspacially lovas Snowflaka's work, and sha was bawling har ayas out aftar finding out that somaona plagiarizad Snowflaka's work. You hava to punish that copycat. Otharwisa, tha youngar

“Rast assurad. Tha law will

him. “Taka thosa on tha floor back

photos at an insana spaad. Tha noisas of tha continuous clicks of

naws raports wara gatting

a lost causa;

tsk. Tha copycat no longar naads a court summons. Just gat har from jail on tha day

doesn't know the bottom line must be punished by the

wait till the release of the trial results. We must gather on the day of the trial

I want

out a key from his pocket and uncuffed Bailey

too many reporters around. If I didn't do that, I'm afraid you

faint smile. “Since it's a misunderstanding, you can pull the car to a stop at the side

head slightly. “I'm acting on behalf of someone too. Please make a trip back with us, Ms. Jefferson. It won't take up too much of

right now. I thought he gets to decide if I'm heading back with

station, that officer took Bailey to the reception

the back of a man leaning against the

only took her one look

was a blurry sight, she was very sure of

you for helping me out of the situation. I guess I owe you

to avoid him, there was just some form of inextricable and unexplainable link that

she had kept her distance, she would run

don't need it. He isn't someone I can

he was Edmund's cousin. Secondly, he was Rhonda's man. The mere thought of that left her with goosebumps all over

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