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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room opposite their room were

do now?” his ossistont, Rolond Dingodole, onxiously

delete Wolloce's emoil occount, but

police even confiscoted their

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

Let's just be

after my arrest. As long as my lawyer can bail me out first, Dragon Fide

were the ones

like a violent madman in the conference

Morven had the time to mull over the events, he

who made the

why I said that we were the ones who made the

“It... can't have been

police officer opened the door to the second

Donald's group leaving,

window fervently, he yelled, “Officer, please come

Morven and impatiently questioned, “Stop hitting

leaving first. They were the ones who attacked

the victims, right? So, we're going to interrogate them first to see if they're going to admit to the crime. What's wrong

years he had spent in the corporate world. When he heard the officer's response, he instantly figured out that something

meant to be done one on one? Why are they all out

glass, startling Morven. “Get back there and stay still, or I'm going to lock you up for

No matter how loud Morven shouted, he never once turned around to spare the latter another

onto the stool and muttered, “Oh

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

he exclaimed, “Mr. Campbell, our IT staff have

it and keep it as evidence. Let's bring

Harry bobbed his head.

Electromechanical would definitely have to

settling Genesis Electromechanical's issue, Donald drove

building, he noticed

floral dress and an apron as

came closer to the dining room, he noticed a

delectable, but they were not the dishes

“Darling, are you making all of these for just

“Mom and Dad went to our relatives' place, and

she was

a little guilty when

these recipes

the Genesis Electromechanical matter?” Jennifer

so how can it not be settled

took out the cutleries and arranged them

we drink a little tonight?” Jennifer asked with a blush. “I don't

not

the red wine

I've

took out a bottle of

was no label on the bottle, but when Jennifer filled

liqueur? And it smells

let's do a love

Donald could reject her, Jennifer passed him a glass

downed the herbal liqueur, the spicy yet sweet alcoholic taste spread in his

felt as if Donald had swallowed a

from his stomach to the

could hold

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

eat,” Jennifer said as she put a spoonful of omelets onto Donald's

only wryly laugh and

who shopped with

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 family's

why did she come

“Just to hang out.”