Bound to My Billionaire Ex novel Chapter 36

Chapter 36 It's Not Your Call

As a police officer, Jackson could take this case or leave it. So, for a while, he was a little hesitant. He knew very well that the Sterling family was a rich and powerful family. He didn't know what the girl's relationship with the Sterling family was, but they didn't look like a friendly relationship. If he offended the Sterling family and Chief Rechardson for a person he didn't know at all, it was not worth it!

Seeing that Officer Jackson had the intention of trying to stay out of it, Rejoyla bit her lip then said, "I'm being framed, and as a police officer, you don't even look it up?"

"Young lady, you can take your case to court!" Jackson replied. He thought it would be better to leave it and push it to somebody else. He did not want to be implicated.

Rejoyla pursed her lips and looked at Jackson with disappointment. She knew he was shirking his responsibility and she was very frustrated. She stood in front of Jackson with her head down, feeling very powerless. Maybe no one really dared to offend the Sterling family. This police was stilling having a job now. If this officer offended the Sterling family and lost her job because of her, she couldn't give a job back to him. But would she have to be thrown out in disgrace?

"Well, a thief is crying 'a thief.' This is a real eye opener for me! It turns out that there are all kinds of people in this world!" Ingrid pouted and squinted disdainfully at Rejoyla, who she thought had completely failed to recognize herself!

"You..."

"We won't know who the thief is after we find out the truth. It's not your call!"

At this moment, a deep voice overwhelmed Rejoyla's angry growl. Rejoyla turned her head in confusion and looked at Jason standing at the door, who was framed by the sunlight with a layer of gold. She watched him take steps towards her and finally reach her side...

Well, Jason didn't even glance at her. He walked past her, stopped in front of Jackson, and examined him.

Jason said lightly, "I'm Jason Sterling, and since there's a thief in the Sterling family, then Officer Jackson, please find out who the real thief is. I've heard about you from Director Levis. He said you are a very professional police officer. Today, let me see your detective skills!"

Officer Jackson was surprised. If he understood correctly, the Director Levis mentioned by Jason was Chief Rechardson's boss, right? He knew who Jason Sterling was. Since a member of the Sterling family had offered to find out the truth, it was all okay for him to go further.

"Mr. Sterling, please don't worry. We will definitely catch the thief!"

Jason nodded slightly in a careless manner. But Heidi, who was on the side, couldn't help but exclaim, "Jason!"

Jason didn't look at Heidi. He lowered his rolled-up sleeve and said lightly, "I'll go find Grandpa!"

Rejoyla stared at Jason's back, and she had a strange feeling. Yesterday, she had called him a bastard. But today, she felt that he was actually quite nice. Never mind, she didn't have time to think about that now. Her top priority was to clear her name.

"Why are you back? You just care so much about Rejoyla?"

Burton was uncomfortable as he watched Jason enter the room he was in. Jason seemed to care too much about Rejoyla. The most important reason he did this was because he didn't want his grandson to get involved with his stepdaughter again, in case a scandal arose.

Jason sat across from Burton, picked up the French press pot on the table and poured himself a cup of coffee. Burton liked Sumatra coffee, but Jason didn't really like it much. However, he was thirsty from the rush and didn't mind the taste. He gulped a whole cup.

"You are wasting it! The beans for this coffee are aged Sumatran coffee beans that someone gave me as a special gift, which was transported from the source. You just gulped it! I can't even afford to drink this coffee like this!"

"It's just a cup of coffee. Why are you so stingy!" Jason muttered.

Jason knew his grandfather wasn't really saying this for a good cup of coffee. He knew that his grandfather was just unhappy with him. But even if his grandfather was upset with him, he still had to say.

"Grandpa, I've asked Officer Jackson to investigate that case thoroughly!"

"Nonsense!" Burton frowned tightly, "They are your sisters. Can you stand to see them being talked about?"

"So, Ingrid and Hillary really did this? Let me guess. I don't think Hillary would have taken the initiative herself according to her character. She must have encouraged Ingrid to do it, but why would Ingrid listen to Hillary? She didn't have to go against Rejoyla..."

"What are you talking about? They're both your sisters!" Burton countered quickly, but he didn't look mad at all. He smiled and looked at Jason with great satisfaction. His grandson was so smart. The kid hadn't been there, but it was amazing that he could decipher what Ingrid and Hillary were thinking.

"But the things they have done just make me unable to see them as my sisters. Grandpa, you stay out of it. I'm going to educate the two of them today. What is the point of Uncle Nick having so many children? He was only responsible for getting those women pregnant, but he never educated his illegitimate daughters himself. Now when our family is mentioned, there are little good comments. Grandpa, if you keep meddling in this case, our reputation will be really ruined by these illegitimate girls!"

"Is the situation as serious as you say? I know Georgina is not very good-tempered. But Ingrid and Hillary are good girls. Although they both have their own little thoughts, they have always defended the image of our family outside. You can't have a problem with your sisters just because Rejoyla is your ex-girlfriend. That's not fair!"

Speaking of Rejoyla, Burton had a disgruntled tone. This situation now was all because of this girl. How dared she call the police because of her insignificant loss?