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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the police even confiscoted

could not inform the staff in

else can we do? Let's just be

me

thought that their men were the

madman in the conference room—no one could

time to mull over the events, he realized something

one who made the call?” Roland curiously

said that we were the ones who made the report. I didn't think

“It... can't have been

that, a police officer opened the door to the second

Donald's

glass window fervently, he yelled, “Officer, please come over here!

impatiently questioned,

wait. Sir, I'd like to know why they're leaving first.

know. You're the victims, right? So, we're going to interrogate them first to see if they're going to

he had spent in the corporate world. When he heard the

on

Morven. “Get back

how loud Morven shouted, he never once turned around to spare

the stool and muttered, “Oh

police station, Donald stretched and

Campbell, our IT staff have recovered Wallace's email

Make a copy of it and keep it as evidence. Let's

Harry bobbed his head.

Genesis Electromechanical would definitely have to pay

Genesis Electromechanical's issue, Donald drove

into the building, he

short-sleeved pink floral dress and an apron as

the dining room, he noticed

were not the dishes

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

Dad went to our relatives' place, and they're not coming

that she was going to give him a surprise

felt a little guilty when he saw the

gave these

Electromechanical

it myself, so how can it not be

the cutleries and arranged them on the

don't think we've had candlelit

Donald not

the red wine for

it's fine. I've already prepared

that, Jennifer took out a bottle of

Jennifer filled their glasses,

And it smells strong

let's do

Donald could reject her, Jennifer passed

he downed the herbal liqueur, the spicy yet sweet alcoholic

Donald had swallowed a

from his stomach to the tips of

enjoyed drinking, and he could hold his

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

Jennifer said as she put a spoonful of omelets onto

and force himself to finish

who's that Geraldine who

and mulled about it. “She's my good friend, Geraldine of the Harper family in New Littbourg. Unlike me, who's been hated by my own family since young, Geraldine is her

come and find you this

“Just to hang out.”