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Chapter 137
Calvin let out a blood–curdling scream as he was sent flying with a loud bang. Several ribs in his chest snapped, leaving him looking awful and miserable.
“How dare you hit me, Ashton Gray!”
He struggled to his feet, his hair a mess. He roared like an enraged beast, but he didn’t dare get too close to Ashton.
“You think you’re worthy of touching Sylvia with those filthy hands of yours?” Ashton asked coldly.
Sylvia gazed at him in awe and admiration.
“Mr. Nell, you saw that, didn’t you? Ashton Gray has no respect for the law and is reckless beyond belief! If he dares to hit me today, he’ll resist law enforcement next and even lay hands on you! Trash like him should be locked up as soon as possible and kept behind bars forever!” Calvin snarled.
“Seize him!” Conrad commanded, a hideous look on his face.
Ashton dared throw a punch right in front of him—that was a straight slap to his authority.
Several officers closed in on Ashton, but within moments, all of them were blasted away by a surge of overwhelming force. They couldn’t even touch a hair on his head.
“This is outrageous!” Conrad roared. “How dare you resist arrest, Ashton? Do you know the consequences you face? Aren’t you afraid of additional charges and the very real prospect of spending the rest of your life behind bars?”
The tension in Evermore Club was palpable, and the air crackled with murderous intent.
“Ashton, don’t be impulsive.” Sylvia tugged at Ashton’s sleeve.
It wouldn’t do for them, as regular citizens, to fight the authorities. If things blew up, the Javonbury Southern Precinct had every right to request a special task force to step in. At that point, Ashton’s only option would be to flee abroad, no matter how capable he was.
Sylvia approached Conrad and forced a smile. She said in a low voice, “Chief Nell, I’m sure there’s been some misunderstanding. Evermore Club has always gone by the book. How about this? You can be frank with me if you have any requests. Whatever the figure is, I’m willing to match it so we can be friends.”
She sighed inwardly. She knew Conrad had a huge appetite, but with things spiraling like this, she had to meet his demands. Otherwise, Ashton would be in real trouble. Assaulting law enforcement was no small matter!
“Hmph! Now, you’re lowering your stance?”
Conrad looked her up and down and hesitated briefly before flashing a lecherous grin.
“Actually, there is a way out of this. Why don’t you come by my place tonight, and we’ll have a good, thorough discussion about Evermore Club’s problems? If our talk tonight is satisfying, we can just close this case.”
His urge to conquer naturally surged when faced with a beauty like Sylvia, who was also a capable CEO. If she were willing to serve him and hand over a hefty sum afterward, he didn’t necessarily have to keep his promise to
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Calvin. Everything had its price, after all.
Sylvia sensed Conrad’s predatory gaze and saw his big gut. She felt sick to her stomach, but she still kept her smile in place. “How about I come see you tomorrow, Chief Nell? You should head back with your men tonight and get some rest first.”
She was trying to buy time.
“Looks like you still don’t get what I mean, Ms. Langley. Either you come with me right now, or I make the arrest.” Conrad read her like an open book. He had no intention of letting her delay things.
When he saw her turmoil, his groin stirred. He reached out to touch her stunning face. However, before his hand could land, Ashton kicked him hard, sending him flying with a blood–curdling yell, just as Calvin had.
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