Trouble in Paradise by Three Way

Chapter 0070

Marcelo screamed at me furiously, "I should have killed you! No... I should have killed you all! I'll kill all of you!"

Unfortunately, I feared we wouldn't wait until that moment. He admitted to the crimes he committed, so the trial wasn't delayed like typical cases, especially with the backing of the Hawk family. The court date was set for a week later, which was why I was in such a hurry.

"If you don't confess soon, no one can save you!" I raised my voice to drown out his insults.

Suddenly, the door creaked open, and a few rays of light darted to my feet. Dust danced in the air, as if in a frenzy to escape. The atmosphere was calm, yet tinged with madness.

I looked up to see Nicholas standing at the doorway in black, blocking out the only hint of light. Instantly, the shouting from Marcelo ceased, leaving only silence in the detention room.

I felt dizzy as if the world had plunged into darkness with his arrival.

He took two steps forward, and several policemen came in behind him. They covered Marcelo's mouth and took him away. Now, in this small space, there was only silence between me and Nicholas. "Thinking of getting a confession out of him?" he asked, his voice calm.

The next moment, a stack of documents was slammed down on my head. While I was still dizzy, he grabbed my collar and pulled me up from the ground.

me against the wall. He lifted me, and my legs were hanging in the air. "Let... let go... of me!" Each word was a struggle

nails into his arm, but couldn't budge him an inch. Was

come to rescue me, I was being choked to the point of suffocation. What else could I possibly

nothing, did you?" Nicholas yelled in

speak or move. I wanted to see the documents he

going to be wrongly executed, he took a step back and let go

elegantly adjusted his cuffs. I raised my head definitely,

dignity, with my 'criminal report' crushed under his feet. This was the man

you that you would beg me,

convicting me outright and not even giving me a chance to

hard. At the very least, I didn't want to cry in front of him. But

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could I decelve?

you jerk!" When I spoke again, my voice grated like sandpaper on concrete, hoarse and

actions here then," he

why make me beg him? Or perhaps everything he did was merely to satisfy the lofty attitudes of those above him, simply because I had crossed his