Chapter 18
Since the investigation would take some time, the Collins family stayed in New York.
During this period the Grant family tried using various contacts to beg for leniency. The Collins rejected them all.
The Miller family soon heard the news and returned as well
As Avery left the police station she spotted Ethan waiting outside.
After just a few days apart he looked much worse. His eyes were bloodshot.
Seeing her his face flashed with shame. “Avery..” His voice was barely audible.
Avery couldn’t be bothered with him. She pretended not to see him and kept walking.
Before she reached the stairs Ethan rushed to block her path
“Can we talk? Please?”
Avery knew she’d run into him here because he was probably called in for questioning about the same case.
He was most likely here to plead for Sophia. She’d heard this kind of begging so many times already her ears were practically numb. She didn’t want to give him the chance to speak and got straight to the point.
“There’s nothing to talk about. Sophia’s crime is confirmed. My parents and I are taking this all the way. No one can change our minds. Instead of wasting time begging me to go easy on her, you’d better find some good lawyers for your dream girl. Maybe her sentence will be reduced.”
Ethan froze in shock.
The police had already shown him the surveillance footage.
He never imagined that Avery hadn’t been lying that night. Sophia really had been setting her up.
Thinking back to how he’d treated Avery that night, he wanted to slap himself hard.
Why had he taken out his anger on a victim?
Why had he been so impulsive and said such hurtful things?
Why couldn’t he have been more patient more calm and found out what really happened?
Self–loathing emotions piled up in Ethan’s heart leaving him restless for a long time.
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Chapter 18
So when he saw Avery misunderstanding him again he panked and rushed to explain.
“This isn’t about Sophia-”
“Then there’s definitely nothing to talk about.” Avery yanked her hand away and strode to her car.
But after she fastened her seatbelt she realized Ethan was standing in front of her car stubbornly refusing to move.
His eyes usually so casual and carefree were now filled with desperate pleading.
“Avery please. Fifteen minutes. Just give me fifteen minutes.
Avery stared at him drumming her fingers on the steering wheel.
She knew Ethan well enough to know if she didn’t agree he’d block her car all day.
Not wanting to waste time with this standoff she reluctantly nodded.
“Ten minutes.”
Seeing her relent, Ethan grabbed onto that sliver of hope and breathed a small sigh of relief.
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