From Heartbreak to Happily Ever After novel Chapter 300

Chapter 300 

It seemed that Juan would get away with punishment. 

*Please come with us to the police station,” said one of the police officers. 

His tone was much softer, but this was not an outcome Juan wanted. 

Joe chimed in, “Didn’t your chief explain the situation to you?” 

The officer nodded, unmoved. “He did, but we still need the three of you to 

come with us for a statement.” 

Their insistence prevailed, and Juan laid his eyes on Marion. ‘Is Marion behind this?‘ 

Debra was also surprised. She didn’t know that Marion’s influence had already permeated Seamar City. 

In her previous life, Marion had only established himself here three years later. She wondered how he had gained such clout so soon. 

“We are just doing our job. Please don’t make this difficult for us, Mr. Nichols, 

the officer reiterated, gesturing for them to follow. 

It appeared that a trip to the police station was inevitable. 

Juan cast Marion a cold glance. “Mr. Huston, well played.” 

“Likewise,” Marion responded, escorting Debra out of the hotel. 

Two police officers flanked Juan, shielding him from the media frenzy as they exited the building. 

“Mr. Nichols, is it true that you kidnapped your wife and attempted rape?” 

“Mr. Nichols, Ms. Frazier mentioned divorce at the funeral. Did you have a disagreement over this?” 

“Mr. Nichols, there are rumors you have a child out there. Is that true? Are you trying to salvage your marriage?” 

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The reporters‘ queries were relentless, each one more provocative than the last. 

Marion helped Debra into the police car, and she asked him, “Did you do this? 

Marion nodded. “Just a small punishment for a big lesson.” 

The Nichols family was notorious for their obsession with reputation. It was especially true for Melody, who valued the family’s honor above all else. This scandal would be a bitter pill for her to swallow. 

“I didn’t expect your influence to spread so quickly,” Debra said, turning her head away. 

Marion’s expression softened. “Are you still mad?” 

“It’s not exactly anger. It’s just the unpleasant feeling of being played.”