In a flash, people from the mall crowded over. Some whipped out their phones to snap pictures and lodge a police report. Upon seeing that, I hastily called out to Justin who was being surrounded, “Stop! Stop hitting him!”

Swinging my gaze to Stella, I then ordered, “Go and get security! Don’t allow them to continue fighting, for it’ll only end up in trouble.”

Frightened, Stella hurriedly sprinted off in search of security. Meanwhile, as I stared at Justin who had the man pinned on the ground, I urged, “Don’t hurt him, or it’ll be difficult to explain when the police arrive later!”

Breaking a fight and causing someone injury were two different things. Hence, he would be held criminally liable if he were to hurt the man.

It seemed that my words registered to Justin, for he was more subdued when hitting him. It didn’t look as though he was striking him all that hard, nor did he leave any grievous injury on him, yet the man on the ground howled in pain.

In no time, Stella had gotten security over, and the two of them were pulled apart. Shortly after, the police showed up and escorted Justin to the police station to take his statement since he was involved in the fight.

By then, Emery and Camelia were also done shopping, so I suggested, “Why don’t we tag along?”

At that, Emery’s brows knitted together. “Why should we? That woman deserved it. Considering the kind of woman she is, it’s fitting even if she were beaten to death. After all, she’ll only be dragging others down with her if she lives.”

that Yvonne Wilde will twist the truth and get that courageous man

Camelia. “Why would she twist the truth? The man has helped her, after all. Otherwise, she

shrugged in response. “That remains to be seen. Come, let’s go and have a look. Anyway, you two

exchanged a glance. It seemed that they were truly almost done

police station, Justin and the other man were detained for questioning. Yvonne, on the other hand, was taken to an interrogation room. A police officer doctored her injuries, while another questioned her about the

we sat in the lobby

something to say yet hesitant to utter it. As things were frantic earlier, I almost forgot about her. Flashing her a faint smile, I greeted, “How are you recently, Ms.

I heard that Mr. Fuller and you went to Moranta some time ago, so I thought the two

since he has to handle the business over

she blurted with a smile, “No! Don’t get it wrong, Mrs. Fuller. We’re just friends, and we came out together to buy some things

when he gazes at her makes it obvious that he adores her. But why does it seem as though she’s

merely smiled without inquiring

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