Chapter 302
Sergio had ruled over Seathburn City for years, a businessman with an iron grip on the Brooks family’s power. He wouldn’t have lasted this long if he couldn’t handle the police.
So, it seemed that this time, Sergio might escape unscathed.
“Please come with us to the station,” the officer said, his tone more respectful but still firm. Clearly, this wasn’t the outcome Sergio had hoped
for.
Sergio frowned, and Larry spoke up sharply, “Didn’t Mr. Carter explain the situation to you?”
“He did, but we still need all three of you to come to the police station to give your statements,” the officer replied, leaving no room for negotiation,
Sergio quickly directed his gaze on Zion. V
Was this Zion’s doing?
Maeve frowned, too. She had no idea Zion’s influence had already reached Seathburn
power in Seathburn now?
In her previous life, Zion didn’t establish himself here until three years later. How could he wield so m
“We’re just following procedure, Mr. Brooks. Please cooperate with us,” the officer said, gesturing for them to follow.
This trip to the police station was unavoidable.
Sergio shot a cold glance at Zion. “Zion, Mr. Spencer, you’ve really outdone yourself.”
“Likewise,” Zion replied, guiding Maeve with her in his arms.
Two officers flanked Sergio as they exited the hotel, where a swarm of reporters awaited. The camera flashes went off incessantly.
“Mr. Brooks! Is it true you kidnapped your wife and attempted rape?”
“Mr. Brooks, Ms. Scott had mentioned about the divorce at a funeral. Was there a conflict between you two?”
“Mr. Brooks, it’s rumored you have a child with another wornan. Is that true? Are you trying to save your marriage now?”
Questions bombarded Sergio from all directions.
Zion helped Maeve into a police car. She looked at him and asked, “Was this your doing?”
“It’s just a little warning.” Zion replied.
The Brooks family valued their reputation above all, especially Sergio’s grandmother, Hailey, who considered the family’s honor paramount. Such a scandal was the last thing she would tolerate.
“Mr. Spencer, I never expected your influence to spread so quickly,” Maeve said, turning away. She was unwilling to continue with the
conversation.
Zion asked softly, “Are you still mad?”
“I’m not. It just doesn’t feel pleasant to be fooled around,” Maeve replied.
“I promised to care for Serena because Jeffrey had once helped me. Now that he’s dead, I’m only responsible for keeping her alive. Beyond that, she means nothing to me.”
“Serena was such a delicate lady with deep feelings for you. Yet you’re being so heartless, Mr. Spencer,” Maeve said.
“My heart belongs to one person only. It’s always been yours,” Zion confessed.
Maeve frowned at Zion’s comy declaration. “Did Charlie teach you that?”
After a moment’s reflection, Zion asked, “Was it indeed too comy?
Maeve couldn’t help but laugh at Zion’s serious expression. She raised an eyebrow, saying, “Ms. Norman sees you as her fiancé, Mr. Spencer. You must have left quite a trail of broken hearts.”
Zion smirked. “This time, I sensed a hint of jealousy.”
Maeve instinctively looked away, but Zion turned her face back to his. He lowered his voice, saying, “But I like seeing you Jealous. It shows you care about me.”