Son In Law Madness novel

Chapter 796 Jennifer Is Drunk

Even though Wallace's departure from the company had been publicized, his company email was still in use.

Morven had even asked for Wallace's company email to make things more convenient.

After a while of searching, Harry found it.

“Send the account details of this email to the company's IT department. Have them recover Wallace's email and find out if they've received the email our company sent.”

“Who do you think you are to do this? This is illegal!”

Donald grinned again. “Mr. Landall, your people in the IT department aren't that capable. That's why I'm asking mine to recover the email for you. How can this possibly be considered illegal? Furthermore, this email concerns the answer as to which of our company has breached the contract, so I think it's necessary for us to give you a helping hand.”

Morven knew that he could not stop Donald anymore.

However, this was still his company's internal email, and the server was in their IT department.

You want to recover the email? I'm going to delete Wallace's account from the server. Let's see how you're going to recover it after that!

With that thought in mind, Morven gave his assistant a look, who instantly understood what Morven meant.

Nevertheless, right as the assistant was about to leave the conference room, a few uniformed police officers appeared by the conference room's doorway and stopped the assistant from leaving.

“We received reports of a fight happening here.”

Morven burst into laughter when he saw the officers.

So what if you can defeat my security guards? Will you dare to fight the police?

“We were the ones who made the report.” Morven pointed at Donald. “Officer, this man here came to our company's conference room to attack one of our employees and our security guards. That's not all, he was even threatening me! Look, this mark on my face is proof of him slapping me!”

Morven was crying when he said those words as if Donald had done something terrible to him.

One of the officers walked over to Morven to look at his face before uttering, “There really are signs of fighting. Well then, all of you will be going to the station together. Take everyone!”

When Morven heard that the police were taking everyone away, he froze.

“Officer, we're the victims here. Do we need to come with you too?”

The officer turned back to him and asked, “Do you have surveillance cameras in this conference room?”

“N-No...”

“Then how will you prove that you're the victim?”

Morven was irked by that. As he jabbed a finger at Andy, who was in a pool of blood, he cried out, “My employee is in this state because of him! What other evidence do you need?”

The officer sneered. “How am I supposed to know if that man was not the first to attack? Maybe the other guy retaliated violently in response. Don't worry. The police won't let any criminals off, and we won't accuse any innocent souls either.”

...

At Eastwind District's police station, Morven and the other directors were waiting in the first waiting room. They felt like animals exhibited in a zoo, seen by the others, but they could not do anything at all.

Meanwhile, the second waiting room opposite their room were Donald, Harry, and the employees of Dragon Fide Corporation.

“Mr. Landall, what do we do now?” his assistant, Roland Dingodale, anxiously asked.

He had wanted to head to the server room to delete Wallace's email account, but the police had abruptly arrived and taken them all away.

Furthermore, the police even confiscated their phones.

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“N-No...”

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...

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their room were Donold, Horry, ond the employees of Drogon

we do now?” his ossistont, Rolond Dingodole,

to heod to the server room to delete Wolloce's emoil occount,

even confiscoted

could not inform the staff in the company to remove Wallace's

can we do? Let's

as my lawyer can bail me out first, Dragon Fide Corporation will still have to fork up the

men were the ones who called the

madman

time to mull over the events, he realized something

Landall, weren't you the one who made the call?” Roland curiously

I was just worried that the officers can't tell who was the victim. That's why I said that we were the ones who made the report. I didn't think we'll still

have been Donald and his

that, a police officer opened the door

Morven saw Donald's group leaving,

the glass window fervently, he

over to Morven and impatiently questioned, “Stop

leaving first. They were the ones who attacked first.

interrogate them first

the number of years he had spent in the corporate world. When he heard the officer's response, he instantly figured

be done one on one? Why are they all

glass, startling Morven. “Get back

No matter how loud Morven shouted, he never once turned around

onto the stool and muttered, “Oh no,

outside the police station, Donald stretched and took a deep breath of the

exclaimed, “Mr. Campbell, our IT staff have recovered Wallace's email inbox. We did send the email

and keep it as evidence.

Harry bobbed his head.

Genesis Electromechanical would definitely have to pay

Donald drove

stepped into the building, he noticed something different about

a short-sleeved pink floral dress and an apron as she busied

the dining room, he noticed

delectable, but they were not

corner of Donald's lips twitched. He then asked, “Darling, are you making all of these

and Dad went to our relatives' place, and they're

then Donald recalled Jennifer telling him that she was going to give him a surprise that

a little guilty

these recipes to

the Genesis Electromechanical matter?”

how can it not be settled

the cutleries and

“I don't think we've had candlelit dinner even though we've been together

Donald not

the

it's fine. I've

took out a bottle of

Jennifer filled their glasses, its strong scent made

it smells

let's do

Jennifer passed

the herbal liqueur, the spicy yet sweet alcoholic

if Donald had

stomach to the

drinking, and he could hold his

looked at her again, Jennifer, who had also downed the wine, already had lost

and eat,” Jennifer said as she put a

only wryly laugh and

who

“She's my good friend, Geraldine of the Harper family in New Littbourg. Unlike me, who's been hated by my

why did she come

“Just to hang out.”