The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 517 Meeting Late at Night

"I came here to see Dean," Celeste said bluntly, noticing Murray's lukewarm reception. Who wanted to waste time with small talk in this miserable weather?

Celeste knew their so-called old friendship was just a front. What really mattered was money. With that in mind, she dismissed her driver and glanced towards the Emerald City Police Department.

She then pulled a bank card from her handbag and discreetly slipped it into Murray's hand while they talked.

"Just a little something to show my appreciation. It's been a while since we last met. Congrats on your promotion! Sorry I missed your party."

Murray took the card without a change in expression. He looked at Celeste, his facial muscles twitching slightly as if he was trying to smile or maybe sneer.

Murray understood the situation but pretended to be indifferent. He asked softly, "Dean, huh? What did he do?"

Celeste was momentarily stunned. She hadn't expected the usually diligent Murray to be unaware of Dean's charges.

Did this mean there was a better chance of getting Dean out on bail?

If she could bail him out, she could renegotiate the deal with Smith Corporation.

After all, this was the deputy chief of police's decision. If Michael was unhappy, would he really appeal again?

That would make him seem unreasonable and overbearing!

Thinking this, a sly glint flashed in Celeste's eyes, and she smiled sincerely. "It's just some young people's quarrel, a trivial dispute. They were all drunk, and both sides are at fault."

"Unfortunately, Dean doesn't know how to pick his battles. We all know better, but he had to go up against the biggest family in Emerald City, the Smiths. He's just asking for trouble!"

In just a few sentences, Celeste subtly informed Murray that the dispute was only because of the Smith family's influence, and Dean was suffering unjustly.

between the lines, but

her money? Or that

position as deputy chief of the

clearly an insult

and a barely noticeable

slowly took out the bank card and said calmly but firmly, "We're old friends. You don't need to give me money. I'll help you

Celeste was overjoyed.

hadn't expected to get Dean out without spending a dime. It

neck and her eyes gleamed

detained. He only allowed her to visit Dean, pretending to be oblivious to everything

this, Celeste realized her last bit of influence in the Emerald City Police Department was useless. She couldn't bail Dean out and was bound to make a fool of herself in front of

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so ridiculous

when facing Dean, Celeste's

the dejected Dean with a cold smile. Her fingers, painted with bright red nail polish, tapped on the visitation window. When Dean looked up, she motioned for him

Celeste to

was utterly disappointed in him— Archibald, Celeste, and even his parents in

Celeste, a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes, and he

truly looked down on

Dean spoke, Celeste snorted coldly, her nail polish glinting in the sunlight. "Dean, you're happy to see

had a glimmer of hope in his eyes, his voice trembling. "Aunt

Dean always talked tough.

wanted to run away with

protection, he had no survival