Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 579 Choice

“All right. If your claims are valid, the police will certainly do their utmost to assist you in returning the person to the Harris residence.”

“That’s more like it.”

Gwendolyn maintained her customary aloof demeanor as she was escorted into the police car by the officers.

Just as she was about to get into the car, Logan suddenly came out of the villa. Taking in the situation, he hurried over and questioned, “What’s going on? What happened? Why are you arresting Mrs. Jenson?”

“It’s nothing serious, just a minor issue. I’m going to the police station for tea and to make a statement, and then I’ll be back,” Gwendolyn reassured him.

Before leaving, there were a few things she was worried about, and she wanted to talk to Logan in private.

After explaining the situation to the police officers, they were very understanding and allowed Gwendolyn and Logan to have a private conversation on the side.

Gwendolyn spoke in a hushed voice. “Logan, there are too many people in Old Mr. Jenson’s villa at the moment, not to mention all of them are relatives and elders from the family. It’s not right to send them away. Send someone to watch over Benny and Zendy on the top floor, and don’t let anyone other than Mdm. Yarde get near the children.”

“All right. Don’t worry, Mrs. Jenson. I’ll take good care of Ms. Zendaya and Mr. Benedict. I won’t let anything happen to them.”

After hearing that, Gwendolyn nodded in relief and added, “Also, I’m starting to suspect Xander. However, just to be safe, try to keep all the relatives who came to the villa today here. We can’t let any of them leave. We must eventually come up with an explanation for Grandpa’s coma.”

Initially, she merely suspected that someone was scheming something and that it might have been someone from the Jenson family. However, now that the police were there, she was certain the matter wasn’t just a coincidence. Whoever is acting in bad faith must be caught.

After making the arrangements, she got into the police car and left the Jenson residence under Logan’s worried gaze.

Half an hour later, Gwendolyn arrived at the police station and was escorted into an interrogation room.

A police officer picked up a pen and was ready to take notes.

was a family matter instead of a

course.” Gwendolyn looked down and

wasn’t holding anything in her

to go upstairs to check on her babies, but because she was in a

things had happened in the past two days. She had

test between me and Annie. I placed the DNA test report he wrote in my bag, but when I came to the police station with you, I forgot to bring it along. Even my phone is not with me. Can I go back to the

officers

the interrogation room, the suspect couldn’t leave before the issue was resolved, especially in Gwendolyn’s case, where she was requesting to go

they didn’t

left your bag and phone, Mrs. Jenson?”

pondered for a moment, recalling carefully. “I think they should be inside my grandpa’s bedroom. That’s the only room I went into, and I remember casually leaving my handbag and phone on

our officers to help retrieve your phone and handbag

while. Other than having the police

villa. If the police officers are too conspicuous and are seen entering Grandpa’s bedroom, others will think something has happened to Grandpa, and this will

the police station, Mrs. Jenson. If you’d like

hummed in

Jenson

waited until she was bored out of

sleepy, she, unfortunately, couldn’t fall asleep. Her manic disorder was still unstable, and she wasn’t sure if it would suddenly flare up while she was in slumber.

her mania while at the police station, it could likely

prestigious Harris family and Harris Group’s CEO, if others knew she had such a mental illness, some ill-intentioned people would certainly utilize that topic to stir up trouble.

she already had her hands full with plenty of complex matters, so she didn’t want any more issues to arise.

herself to stay awake, choosing to have a female police officer help her brew a cup of coffee to keep her alert.

yet the police officers who

so she didn’t know what time was it. Nevertheless, she could sense

asked, “What time is it now?”

already seven o’clock.”

hadn’t expected to wait until well into the evening. “Why haven’t the police officers who were sent to the Jenson residence to get

Jenson. We change our shifts at night in the police station, so the police officers who handled your case in the morning have already gone off-duty. There might have been some miscommunication during the shift change earlier. I’ll go and