There wasn't much the cops could do about Simon's attempted theft. At most, they could detain him for a few days; at worst, he'd get off with a verbal warning. After all, he hadn't stolen anything.
Janice had always known this.
She never expected Simon to face real consequences; she just wanted to establish that he had tried to steal her crochet piece and let the news spread. Simon valued his reputation more than anything.
Getting caught sneaking in to steal his ex-girlfriend's crochet piece and being caught in the act? That was a complete disaster.
"Ms. Smith."
Edward had spoken to the officers in advance, so Janice was granted permission to see Simon.
The door opened, and she stepped inside. Simon wasn't in handcuffs and was just sitting there freely. An officer was standing nearby.
Once she took a seat, only three remained in the room.
Simon glared at her coldly as if he could kill her with his eyes.
Janice struck first. "I hear you're denying the theft. Then why have you been yelling to see me?"
"I didn't steal anything. You gave me the passcode! You told me to go get it."
Before Janice arrived, Simon had already contacted his lawyer. The lawyer's advice was simple—cling to one thing. It wouldn't count as theft if he never let go of Janice.
And Heidi, despite running off, hadn't thrown Simon under the bus. She had made sure the security guard kept quiet.
Without solid proof, charging Simon with theft was tricky. He insisted that he and Janice were still a couple and that she had given him the passcode.
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