**Chasing Light, Finding Peace by Rohan Verma**
**Chapter 250**
Nina wrapped her arm around Autumn Lopez’s, keeping pace as they navigated the busy streets together. The atmosphere was tense, a palpable sense of urgency hanging in the air as they approached the police station.
Once inside, the two women provided their accounts to the officers on duty. It was painfully obvious to everyone present that Greg had been itching for a confrontation, his intentions towards Autumn nothing short of aggressive. The evidence stacked against him was overwhelming, leaving no room for doubt about his culpability.
The police, recognizing the gravity of the situation, suggested that Greg should extend an apology to Autumn and attempt to resolve the matter privately.
Yet, beneath the surface of Greg’s bravado, a flicker of anxiety ignited. His masculine pride, however, held him captive, refusing to allow him to concede to Autumn now.
He let out a derisive scoff, dismissing the idea outright. “Apologize to a piece of trash like Autumn? Not a chance in hell!”
The officers exchanged glances, recognizing the futility of trying to reason with someone so obstinate. They decided to move forward with the formalities, knowing that Greg was too thick-headed to see the writing on the wall.
Greg, lost in a sea of ignorance regarding the legal implications of his actions, clung to his tough-guy persona. “I didn’t even touch her! She was the one provoking me! I might have had a few drinks, but come on—does she really need to make a federal case out of this?”
He continued, his voice rising in indignation, “And anyway, is she too scared to admit what she did? Didn’t she cheat on my buddy? Didn’t she ruin his reputation?”
“Women can be the cruelest creatures! Autumn Lopez is a monster, and you cops have all been fooled by her!” he spat, convinced of his own twisted narrative.
But the officers’ mention of potential consequences—public disturbance, assault charges, hefty fines, and even jail time—sent a chill down Greg’s spine. The thought of a criminal record haunting him for the rest of his life shattered his bravado.
“I didn’t hit her…” he muttered, his voice now shaky.
“I just drank too much and was talking nonsense…”
“I… I was wrong…”
The weight of his impending reality pressed down on him, and he felt the walls closing in. Yet, Autumn stood firm, her resolve unyielding.
“My lawyer will be here shortly. You can say whatever you need to say to him,” she stated, her tone leaving no room for negotiation.
The security footage was an undeniable testament to the events that transpired. Greg understood that if Autumn chose to pursue charges, the outcome would be disastrous for him.
Moreover, the knowledge that Autumn was pregnant only heightened the stakes. Numerous witnesses had observed the incident, and the possibility of someone sharing it online loomed ominously over him. If that happened, his reputation would be irreparably tarnished.
In that moment, Greg realized the gravity of his situation. He never imagined that trying to defend his friend would lead him down such a perilous path.
Suddenly, desperation clawed at him, and he quickly shifted his approach, pleading with the police for assistance in contacting someone.
“My buddy will definitely come bail me out. I did this for him, so there’s no way he’d just leave me hanging, right?”
His confidence surged once more, convinced that Mars Wright would appreciate his loyalty.
If Mars finds out I almost went to jail for him, he’ll be even more grateful, he thought, envisioning the camaraderie they once shared.
As soon as Mars received the call, he raced to the police station, urgency propelling him forward. However, upon arrival, he didn’t immediately leap to defend Greg, as his friend had anticipated. Instead, he strode directly over to Autumn, concern etched across his features.
“Autumn, I heard someone tried to hit you? Are you okay?” he asked, genuine worry lacing his voice.
Deep down, Mars recognized that Autumn held far more significance in his life than Lydia ever had.
Despite the harshness of their divorce, he needed her support now more than ever.
If he had been so relentless in his pursuit to win her back before, it was because he understood the value she brought to his life.
I’ll just appease her for now, he thought, confidence returning. She’s always had a soft spot for me, and surely her love for me hasn’t vanished completely. She must have divorced me in a fit of rage after discovering my affair with Lydia.
If I play my cards right, I can charm her back into my life. Then I’ll reclaim my position as the esteemed CEO of Cloudbreak Corporation.
Once I’ve drained every last ounce of value from her, I won’t need her anymore.
Mars’s fantasy was alluring, but reality had a way of shattering illusions.
“I’m fine. But I can’t say the same for your friend,” Autumn replied coolly, her expression unyielding as she regarded him.
She offered him no sympathy, her gaze icy as she continued, “Do me a favor and make this clear to your posse of lowlifes. We got divorced because you cheated on me during our marriage and even tried to swap the IVF embryos so I would carry a baby for you and Lydia. Stop painting yourself as the victim. You don’t deserve it!”


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