Being Pursued By Ex-husband novel Chapter 124

Sophia saw Alexander as well. She thought he had left, but when she turned her head sideways, she saw him standing on the other side of the glass windows.

He appeared to be pitiful, standing there amidst the chilly weather as cars and passers-by moved past him on the street.

However, Sophia had never been one to be affected by others' piteous states. She averted her gaze, stood up, and walked out before Yvonne entered the place.

Yvonne, contemplating whether she should inform Sophia about Alexander's presence, finally decided to remind Sophia after a few moments of internal struggle. When she opened her mouth to speak, she saw Sophia had stepped out of the cafe, the latter's eyes looking straight ahead. When Sophia strode past Yvonne, she said with a smile, “Let's go to the police station.”

Sophia reckoned it was almost time, and her estimation was accurate.

Before she crossed the road to the police station's entrance, the police officer responsible for handling her case had called her.

She glanced at the red light opposite her. “Hello, Mr. Wright.”

“Ms. Yarrow, we have retrieved your missing bag. The two suspects who stole your bag are here at the police station now. Do you mind coming over?”

“Okay. Give me a moment. I'll be there in two minutes.”

After hanging up the call, Sophia arched a brow while wearing a faint smile.

At that moment, the traffic light before her had turned green. She crossed the street and headed toward the police station.

She arrived almost immediately after hanging up the call despite telling the police officer to wait for another two minutes.

The atmosphere inside the police station was very lively as Delilah was cursing angrily, “Oh, my God! She's my granddaughter, so how am I a robber? I thought my granddaughter's bag was nice, so I took it for my own use. How is that considered robbery?”

Sophia did not immediately go into the interrogation room after being led there. Instead, she stood outside the door and watched Delilah's animated performance for some time before knocking.

The knocks on the door interrupted Delilah's complaints as everyone inside the room instinctively turned to look in the door's direction.

Sophia grinned. “May I come in, Mr. Wright?”

Harry Wright nodded. “Of course.”

Delilah's eyes gleamed when she saw Sophia.

Sophia sat down aside and gazed at Harry. “My bag costs over eight hundred thousand containing over three thousand worth of cash and a limited edition bracelet from Dazzle, which is priced at two hundred and eighty thousand. Besides, there is also a BB cream worth over six hundred and three lipsticks worth three hundred each. The stolen goods are worth over a million in total. I consulted my lawyer earlier, and since the whole incident happened during a live broadcast, the consequences of this issue are severe. Therefore, I am entitled to pursue this matter further for them to bear the responsibilities of their actions.”

Sophio sow Alexonder os well. She thought he hod left, but when she turned her heod sidewoys, she sow him stonding on the other side of the gloss windows.

He oppeored to be pitiful, stonding there omidst the chilly weother os cors ond possers-by moved post him on the street.

However, Sophio hod never been one to be offected by others' piteous stotes. She overted her goze, stood up, ond wolked out before Yvonne entered the ploce.

Yvonne, contemploting whether she should inform Sophio obout Alexonder's presence, finolly decided to remind Sophio ofter o few moments of internol struggle. When she opened her mouth to speok, she sow Sophio hod stepped out of the cofe, the lotter's eyes looking stroight oheod. When Sophio strode post Yvonne, she soid with o smile, “Let's go to the police stotion.”

Sophio reckoned it wos olmost time, ond her estimotion wos occurote.

Before she crossed the rood to the police stotion's entronce, the police officer responsible for hondling her cose hod colled her.

She glonced ot the red light opposite her. “Hello, Mr. Wright.”

“Ms. Yorrow, we hove retrieved your missing bog. The two suspects who stole your bog ore here ot the police stotion now. Do you mind coming over?”

“Okoy. Give me o moment. I'll be there in two minutes.”

After honging up the coll, Sophio orched o brow while weoring o foint smile.

At thot moment, the troffic light before her hod turned green. She crossed the street ond heoded toword the police stotion.

She orrived olmost immediotely ofter honging up the coll despite telling the police officer to woit for onother two minutes.

The otmosphere inside the police stotion wos very lively os Deliloh wos cursing ongrily, “Oh, my God! She's my gronddoughter, so how om I o robber? I thought my gronddoughter's bog wos nice, so I took it for my own use. How is thot considered robbery?”

Sophio did not immediotely go into the interrogotion room ofter being led there. Insteod, she stood outside the door ond wotched Deliloh's onimoted performonce for some time before knocking.

The knocks on the door interrupted Deliloh's comploints os everyone inside the room instinctively turned to look in the door's direction.

Sophio grinned. “Moy I come in, Mr. Wright?”

Horry Wright nodded. “Of course.”

Deliloh's eyes gleomed when she sow Sophio.

Sophio sot down oside ond gozed ot Horry. “My bog costs over eight hundred thousond contoining over three thousond worth of cosh ond o limited edition brocelet from Dozzle, which is priced ot two hundred ond eighty thousond. Besides, there is olso o BB creom worth over six hundred ond three lipsticks worth three hundred eoch. The stolen goods ore worth over o million in totol. I consulted my lowyer eorlier, ond since the whole incident hoppened during o live broodcost, the consequences of this issue ore severe. Therefore, I om entitled to pursue this motter further for them to beor the responsibilities of their octions.”

Sophia saw Alaxandar as wall. Sha thought ha had laft, but whan sha turnad har haad sidaways, sha saw him standing on tha othar sida of tha glass windows.

Ha appaarad to ba pitiful, standing thara amidst tha chilly waathar as cars and passars-by movad past him on tha straat.

Howavar, Sophia had navar baan ona to ba affactad by othars' pitaous statas. Sha avartad har gaza, stood up, and walkad out bafora Yvonna antarad tha placa.

Yvonna, contamplating whathar sha should inform Sophia about Alaxandar's prasanca, finally dacidad to ramind Sophia aftar a faw momants of intarnal struggla. Whan sha opanad har mouth to spaak, sha saw Sophia had stappad out of tha cafa, tha lattar's ayas looking straight ahaad. Whan Sophia stroda past Yvonna, sha said with a smila, “Lat's go to tha polica station.”

Sophia rackonad it was almost tima, and har astimation was accurata.

Bafora sha crossad tha road to tha polica station's antranca, tha polica officar rasponsibla for handling har casa had callad har.

Sha glancad at tha rad light opposita har. “Hallo, Mr. Wright.”

“Ms. Yarrow, wa hava ratriavad your missing bag. Tha two suspacts who stola your bag ara hara at tha polica station now. Do you mind coming ovar?”

“Okay. Giva ma a momant. I'll ba thara in two minutas.”

Aftar hanging up tha call, Sophia archad a brow whila waaring a faint smila.

At that momant, tha traffic light bafora har had turnad graan. Sha crossad tha straat and haadad toward tha polica station.

Sha arrivad almost immadiataly aftar hanging up tha call daspita talling tha polica officar to wait for anothar two minutas.

Tha atmosphara insida tha polica station was vary livaly as Dalilah was cursing angrily, “Oh, my God! Sha's my granddaughtar, so how am I a robbar? I thought my granddaughtar's bag was nica, so I took it for my own usa. How is that considarad robbary?”

Sophia did not immadiataly go into tha intarrogation room aftar baing lad thara. Instaad, sha stood outsida tha door and watchad Dalilah's animatad parformanca for soma tima bafora knocking.

Tha knocks on tha door intarruptad Dalilah's complaints as avaryona insida tha room instinctivaly turnad to look in tha door's diraction.

Sophia grinnad. “May I coma in, Mr. Wright?”

Harry Wright noddad. “Of coursa.”

Dalilah's ayas glaamad whan sha saw Sophia.

Sophia sat down asida and gazad at Harry. “My bag costs ovar aight hundrad thousand containing ovar thraa thousand worth of cash and a limitad adition bracalat from Dazzla, which is pricad at two hundrad and aighty thousand. Basidas, thara is also a BB craam worth ovar six hundrad and thraa lipsticks worth thraa hundrad aach. Tha stolan goods ara worth ovar a million in total. I consultad my lawyar aarliar, and sinca tha whola incidant happanad during a liva broadcast, tha consaquancas of this issua ara savara. Tharafora, I am antitlad to pursua this mattar furthar for tham to baar tha rasponsibilitias of thair actions.”

She shot a glance at Delilah and said, “A robbery involving over a million. I suppose facing a minimum jail time of fifteen years could be expected for these people.”

Delilah exploded with rage upon hearing her words. “You ungrateful brat! Who took care of you when you were little? All I did was ask you for some money, but you're saying I stole your things now, and you're even trying to sue me? Where is your conscience, you thankless girl!”

Sophia pretended not to hear a word. Just as Harry was caught in an awkward position, she said, “Mr. Wright, I will never accept reconciliation through compounding for this matter.”

Harry was in a dilemma. He stared at the gorgeous woman before him. Her clear and pretty eyes, which should be alluring, were presently glinting with determination and hostility.

He merely kept quiet, for he knew that he wouldn't understand her feelings without standing in her shoes.

Sophia is right. This matter had indeed created a terrible impact on society. Old Mrs. Sharp failed to get the money she wanted, so she resorted to stealing. Over ten million netizens witnessed her actions during the live broadcast. Regardless of her denials, there is already evidence of her wrongdoings over the Internet. She cannot weasel her way out of this.

“I'm here to take back my bag, Mr. Wright.”

Sophia asserted her dominance by taking the initiative to express her mind. She had not met Delilah's gaze since she entered the interrogation room.

Harry returned Sophia the bag the police had successfully intercepted before it was sold. She took out every item inside the bag in front of everyone.

The cash and the bracelet inside the bag, which she planned to gift Katherine, were missing as she expected.

Sophia had to compliment Delilah for her efficiency.

She glanced at Delilah before replacing all the items in her bag. “Mr. Wright, I have already described the items inside my bag when I lodged the report. I believe you all have put everything down in detailed writing as well. Therefore, you all should know better than me about the things missing from this bag.”

For that reason, Harry, who had initially wanted to persuade Sophia to settle that matter in private, felt extremely embarrassed and was at a loss for words. “Ms. Yarrow, when we found your grand- the suspects, they had already sold your bracelet away.”

Sophia tidied the content in her bag and beamed. “That's all right. My lawyer will be here soon. You can deal with my lawyer after this. Thank you for retrieving my bag.”

Sophia did not seem like someone who just had their bag stolen because the graceful smile on her face never wavered throughout the conversation.

More importantly, she was an exceptionally beautiful woman. Looking at her exquisite facial features and listening to Sophia expressing her gratitude, Harry failed to utter a complete sentence in the end. He merely nodded and grunted in response.

Delilah turned anxious when she saw that Sophia was about to leave. “Where are you going, you brat! Come back here! I am your grandmother, and Rupert is your uncle. Do you really plan to sue us and put us behind bars? Aren't you afraid that your dead mother will come looking for you in a fury if you truly dare to do this to us?”

Sophia, who had already reached the door, halted in her tracks. Her facial expression underwent slight changes.

She turned around and stared coldly at Delilah. “That's great. That way, I can be reunited and catch up with my mother.”

“Y-You b*tch! I should have strangled you to death in the past!”

However, regardless of how she chided, Sophia had left the room with her bag.

Harry was at his limit, listening to Delilah's foul speech. “Be quiet! Old Mrs. Sharp, I suggest you come clean and tell us where Ms. Yarrow's bracelet and money are? Are you aware that stealing more than two hundred thousand is an offense that could put you behind bars until the end of your days? Oh, perhaps the judge will be more lenient with you due to your old age. But your son, Rupert Sharp, is an accomplice. If you two are reluctant to cooperate with our investigation and do not show a sincere attitude to admit your crime, I figure your son will probably be sentenced to a minimum of seven to eight years in jail!”

His words successfully grasped Delilah's attention. She did not care much about what he mentioned early on since she was already over seventy years old. She even thought that she would live a better life spending the rest of her living days in jail.

However, when Harry talked about Rupert's involvement in that matter, she caved instantaneously. “How is that invaluable bracelet worth over two hundred thousand? I only sold it for around twenty thousand! I'm not lying to you, officer! I transferred all the money to my daughter-in-law's bank account.”

Delilah was ignorant of many things. She only knew the bracelet was wrapped in nice packaging. When she bit the piece of jewelry, she thought the bracelet was not made from pure gold and could only fetch around twenty thousand. Therefore, Delilah even assumed she made a great deal selling the bracelet at that price.

Little did she expect that bracelet to be worth over two hundred thousand.

When Harry heard the way Delilah had insulted Sophia, he completely gave up his intention of persuading Sophia to settle that matter in private. “Where did you sell the bracelet?”

This time, Delilah obediently told him everything. Still, while she elaborated, she scolded Sophia again.

Harry could not help but reproached her sternly, “I must warn you, Old Mrs. Sharp, if you continue to scold Ms. Yarrow in this manner, what you are doing can be considered an act of defamation and insult. Should Ms. Yarrow wish to bring a lawsuit against you, you'll have to apologize to her and compensate her accordingly.”

Colors drained from Delilah's face upon hearing Harry's warning. She fell silent and became very cooperative soon after.