The Guardian's Return by Old Pumpkin

As he drove, he was rattled to see the suited men lining the road.

Firstly, he was terrified by the sheer number of men because their presence indicated that the South Regent's power was far greater than he had imagined. However, what really shocked him was how deferential they all were to Ethan. Even someone as powerful as the South Regent treated Ethan with such respect!

He could not help but think, 'I wonder if the lieutenant governor has spoken to the governor. If the governor is still bent on locking Ethan up, Riveria will be in ruins.'

In the evening, Liam took Ethan back to the station. His subordinates approached, looking at him, confused.

"Chief, where should we put him?"

They glanced at Ethan as they spoke. They could not possibly put someone like him in a regular cell, could they?

Liam was also at a loss. The station was not equipped for long-term accommodations, let alone anything with a comfortable bed.

Ethan, who had overheard their conversation, said calmly, "Just put me in any cell."

"Um...” Liam quickly walked over and asked, "Are you sure, Mr. Rivers? The cell isn't a pleasant place to stay."

It was no exaggeration to say that people cried behind bars. Cells were crammed, with several people having to sleep on hard, wooden beds and sharing only one toilet. Not only was the stench unbearable but there was also the constant risk of being bullied by other inmates.

Even the best cell was just a barred room with a bed and toilet, offering no privacy or dignity.

Ethan's lips twitched. "I don't want to repeat myself. I'm tired."

to speak, but in the end,

"Please, come with me."

had returned home. Although they were displeased by the lieutenant governor's visit, they

and nobody could change that. Having finally established a connection with an influential

could barely contain his laughter. Now, climbing the political ladder would be easy, and he might soon be called

night's rest. You'll start your official duties tomorrow." George patted Stephen's shoulder and said, "Get

smile spread across Stephen's

worry, Dad. With me around, we'll get it

"Haha!

blushed. "I haven't even agreed to anything yet, and you're calling him Dad

and wrapped an arm around her waist with a wicked smile.

"I've had too much to

the two some privacy. Stephen took full advantage of

touched

not. He

which, he must be in his cell now, crying

mean, but I like

Meanwhile, in prison...

"Remove the lock!"

cell and shouted, "Hurry up and remove

so spotless that you can eat