Patrick gave a faint smile as if the man with the frustrated expression earlier hadn't been him.
In the corridor, Carter fumbled around in his pocket and took out a cigarette pack and a lighter. With his movement, a transparent plastic bag fell from his pocket to the ground.
In the blink of an eye, he had walked far away with his cigarette in his mouth, not noticing that he had dropped something.
Valerie, who was following him all the way, happened to see that. She couldn't help but feel her heart went faster and her mouth dry as she was overwhelmed by the pleasant surprise!
She had been worrying about how to get the evidence back. But now, since Carter was careless enough to lose the evidence, she was not to blame for taking advantage of it!
A shadow flashed as Valerie rushed over to pick up the plastic bag with the fastest speed she could ever manage and hurried to stuff it into her leather handbag. After that, she left as fast as she could, pretending that she was just passing by.
She made it all the way home without getting caught. Before Valerie could sit down and slow her heartbeat, the doorbell rang abruptly.
She thought it was her friends coming to visit her, but when she opened the door and found out who were there, her face twisted.
From left to right, there were Carter, his coworker, as well as Jeremy and Tiffany, who looked like cr*p!
At the police station.
Valerie's face was tense as she heard the only crisp sound of Carter typing on the keyboard.
After pulling Valerie's file, Carter stopped and said in a deep voice, "Tell me, why did you put the broken glass in Amelia Ramsay's shoe."
Valerie rolled her somewhat darkened eyes and said indifferently, "I don't understand what you're talking about."
Tiffany, who was sitting beside them, opened her mouth, "Valerie, tell the truth to Officer Whyet. Otherwise, it won't go well for you."
Valerie said with no expression, "The truth is that I accidentally found the evidence Officer Whyet left on the way. I knew it's important, so I picked it up and took it home."
"Oh?" Carter curled his lips into a smile. "You know it's evidence and still dare enough keep it. You seem
to be rather bold."
Valerie was a little short of breath as she said, "I was thinking about giving it back to you when I'm available. What's wrong with that?"
She just wouldn't give up until the last second, would she?
Carter cast a look at his coworker, who immediately took out his mobile phone and clicked open a video, which showed he dropped the evidence before Valerie soon appearing and taking it away.
It took a while for Valerie to figure the whole thing out. Tiffany had asked two police officers to help with the case, but when she left, Valerie only saw Carter.
It turned out that the two policemen had left one after the other according to their plan. One had set a bait to lure Valerie into a trap, and the other had taken a video with his mobile phone of her stealing the evidence!
Carter was very satisfied with the surprise on Valerie's face. "According to you, you should be eager to return the evidence to me, right? But from the video, I just left for more than ten seconds before you ran over to pick up the plastic bag. If you did plan to return it to me, you would have caught up with me. Why did you choose a direction opposite mine and rushed home in such a hurry?"
Valerie moved her lips and finally burst into tears. "Mr. Roland, Tiffany, I'm sorry... I couldn't sit back and share resources with another woman... That's why I put glasses in the embroidered shoe... Given that I've been working for the company for so many years... would you please forgive me this time!"
After leaving the police station, Jeremy said with a painful look on his face, "Is Valerie a fool? She actually asked us to bail her? I think she would be safer staying in the jail. At least she doesn't have to face Patrick's fury!"
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