Chapter 202: The Scapegoat
The car started and began to head back the way it came. Without thinking, Charlotte glanced at the car window, and her eyes widened.
“Wait!” She quickly called out, signaling the driver to stop.
Then, she rolled down the window as fast as possible. Not far away, a black Mercedes was parked by the side of the road. A tall figure was emerging
from the car.
If Charlotte wasn’t mistaken, this person was none other than Chester – Olivia’s older brother!
Why did he appear near the police station? Charlotte’s intuition told her that Chester’s presence here was very likely related to Edward’s situation.
ld it be that he also learned about Edward’s situation and came to check on it? However, the Bellerose Family had never looked kindly upon them. He could Chester be so benevolent? It could only mean one thing-
Charlotte’s eyes darkened slightly. A rough guess was taking shape in her mind.
“Wait for me here; I need to use the restroom,” Charlotte told the driver as she made up an excuse and immediately got out of the car.
She briskly walked to a shadowy area, her movements ghostly, and approached Chester.
At this moment, she was concealed in the dense woods, so Chester had no way of sensing her presence.
Suddenly, a young man in a smart suit and polished shoes walked over. He appeared to be Chester’s assistant.
“Young Master, I’ve inquired about it,” the young man said in a respectful tone to Chester.
“How’s it going?” Chester squinted his eyes and asked nonchalantly.
“Edward is still stuck at the police station! It’ll be a while before he can get out… and, well,” the assistant smirked slightly, “though Edward won’t admit to the crime, the evidence is solid, and he’s carrying the blame!”
Upon hearing this, Chester breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, he chuckled with a hint of schadenfreude, “Thank goodness we have such a scapegoat… or else, this would have been troublesome
Scapegoat? Hearing this, Charlotte unconsciously clenched her fingers. A cold and profound chill passed through her eyes. Just as she suspected Chester showing up here in the middle of the night was definitely suspicious.
“However, it seems that Christopher, his father, won’t let it go that easily,” the assistant continued, “I’ve heard he’s been working tirelessly, using all his connections for Edward…”
Chester snorted coldly, a trace of disdain in his eyes. “Christopher’s family is nothing to be afraid of. They’re all a bunch of useless people. Even if this matter reaches our grandparents, they will side with us. What do I have to fear from them?” Not only did he not address Christopher as his uncle but also looked down on him completely.
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew in. Then, a lightning–fast black shadow swooped down like a fierce black whirlwind.
“What is this?” Chester was immediately shocked, his eyes wide as he exclaimed.
Charlotte didn’t waste time on words; she delivered a powerful punch straight to Chester’s eye.
“A thud.”
Chester cried out in pain, and a black eye immediately appeared on his face.
“You…” The assistant by his side looked at Charlotte, who had appeared out of nowhere, with disbelief in his eyes, a look of shock in his gaze
“Long time no see,” Charlotte’s lips curled slightly, revealing a faint, icy smile.
At this moment, she resembled a cold, formidable warrior exuding an intimidating presence from head to toe.
As she–finished speaking, Charlotte gave Chester another punch.
Chapter 292: The Scepepost
11 the pipe Chertone delivered earlier was at three quarter strength, then this one Charlotte used eight tenths of her strength!
Chevy’s entire body went backward, and he fell heavily to the ground. He let out a painful cry and then tightly closed his eyes, losing, consciousness.
“Young Meder? The silent called out to him, his voice trembling, his face pale as a ghost. This Charlotte was indeed a so violent, immediately resorting to brute force! How could the treat the Young Master like this?!
Charlotte didn’t leave, instead, the ponchalantly watched Chester with a serene expression. It seemed like she was waiting for Chester to wake up.
Finally, two minutes later, Chester painfully opened his eyes. When he saw Charlotte’s face, he couldn’t contain his anger and clenched his fists, his face condorted intege “You! You audacious little brat, you dare.”
“I dare to do anything,” Charlotte interrupted him.
glotte’s eyes were cold and somber as she replied word by word, “I advise you to turn yourself in as soon as possible. How can your conscience be
, letting my little brother shoulder the blame for you?”
Chester wasn’t foolish Upon hearing Charlotte’s words, he naturally understood, She must have overheard his conversation with his assistant, which was why the suddenly attacked.
Despite the pain in his face and the intense overall discomfort, Chester maintained a forced calmness. He glared at Charlotte with hostility, saying, “What does it have to do with me? All the evidence now points to Edward, and everyone believes it was him…”
“Even if I turn myself in, no one would believe me!”
Chester chuckled carelessly, “Well, it serves Edward right for getting caught with so many incriminating pieces of evidence. He brought it upon himself! Hahaha! No matter how you look at it, no one will suspect me in this matter!”
Charlotte looked down at him from her superior position, her gaze chillingly terrifying. She knew she had to find evidence. Currently, all evidence points to Edward, and she had to discover the real proof
“Very well,” Charlotte said softly, a low laugh escaping her lips. She resembled a demon in the dark, her elegant face exuding a faint, cold radiance in the moonlight, “You just wait for me,”
After saying these words, Charlotte turned and quickly walked away, Chester blinked but found that Charlotte had already vanished from sight. This person was just too fast! She arrived quickly and left just as swiftly,
“Young Master, are you okay? Do you need to go to the hospital?” His assistant hurried over to support him.
Chester shook his head, his expression filled with resentment as he gritted his teeth. “I’m not going to the hospital!” He intended to keep these injury. marks as evidence for his grandfather to see how Charlotte, this country bumpkin, had treated him!
When Charlotte returned to Brighton Bay, it was already approaching midnight. She went straight to her room and fell asleep. Despite her heavy eyelids, scenes of her meeting with Edward continued to replay in her mind.
Her little brother’s tired and disheveled appearance, his vulnerability and sadness – these images wouldn’t leave her thoughts. Edwardt was after all, just a child, experiencing such a situation for the first time, she had to rescue him as soon as possible.
In fact, Charlotte had considered using her connections to directly pull Edward out. While she might not have many personal connections as Charlotte. but as the leader of the Dark Night Syndicate, such a task would be easily accomplished.
However, she had only briefly entertained the idea and didn’t actually proceed with it. If Edward was to be released, it had to be done openly and honorably, free from any stains of suspicion. Therefore, finding evidence was the task she needed to undertake.
