Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

Chapter 265

The Whites were the Whites, and Colin was Colin. Would it really be a mistake to generalize things based on a few instances?

I pondered for a long time to find the most accurate answer.

In the afternoon the day after I was discharged, I received a call from a police officer just after 2:00 pm.

They mentioned that there were some details about that night’s incident that needed my clarification. They could either come to me or I could go to the police station, but it had to be a face-to-face meeting.

The police station was quite close to school. It was just two streets down the road from the side gate. Plus, Colin would accompany me there.

Upon arriving, Felix was there too, with Lilac standing behind him. She looked aggrieved, and her eyes were red. When she saw me coming in, she glared at me fiercely before quickly lowering her head again. She went back to pretending to be a weak woman.

I really couldn’t understand her thought process.

A normal person would be weeping and expressing her regret, doing everything possible to convince me to let her off. After all, I was the victim here. But she glared at me, full of resentment. What was she angry about?

her side. He was cold and detached while she was sobbing. What were

he sat down, he slapped the folder on the table and looked up, causing Lilac to visibly shiver. She moved, closer

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he seemed to want to shake her hand off. However, he restrained himself

lectured Lilac, educating her on the law and making her realize that her previous actions were illegal. As an adult, she had to

the floor. It was only

it was

they had verified Lilac’s recording and found it to be genuine. It meant that they had confirmed that she had hired people to commit an act of violence,

in time and no serious harm occurred, the

the related parties. If no

reached, legal

to make as I was the victim. They would respect my decision. The two assailants would

separately.

As long as she hadn’t intended to ruin me, it showed she wasn’t entirely without conscience.

that I was a saint or inherently masochistic. But both Lilac and I had deep ties with the Whites. I didn’t want a future where everyone was sitting at the same table but was secretly harboring grudges against