Want My Womb? I'll Make You Childless novel Chapter 140

Chapter 140

Hearing that the police were at his door, Richard Bennett felt a surge of panic.

Had the police suddenly barged in because they’d followed Daniel Quinn’s trail and uncovered what they had done back then?

No, that was impossible. Apart from those directly involved and the accomplices, no one else knew about those events.

Organ trafficking was strictly prohibited. None of those involved or the accomplices would expose it themselves.

He had even been wary of Daniel Quinn, never handing over those records to him.

That was why, although Daniel Quinn occasionally threatened him with it, he hadn’t reported him, simply because he lacked the

evidence.

This time, the police were probably here because Diane Bennett had harmed Linda Bennett.

Thinking this, Richard Bennett calmed down considerably and was no longer flustered.

He knew exactly what Diane Bennett had done – bribing Anthony Parker to cause a car accident and kill Linda Bennett.

Although this matter concerned the Bennett Group’s reputation, it truly had nothing to do with him.

Perhaps the police were simply here for routine questioning.

“Let them in,” Richard Bennett said.

Richard Bennett steadied himself, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes.

With such a commotion, anyone would think the Bennett family had caused some great trouble.

“Yes, sir.”

The butler responded quickly, hurrying to open the door.

Several uniformed officers filed in, the lead detective’s expression grim as his sharp gaze swept across the living room, finally settling on

Richard Bennett.

“Mr. Bennett, we’re officers from the West District Police Station. We need to ask you about a case. Your cooperation would be appreciated.”

The officer’s voice was steady, yet held an undeniable authority.

Richard raised an eyebrow.“I’m happy to cooperate, but isn’t this a bit excessive?”

“My family, the Bennetts, may be newcomers from Boston, but we’re still a respected family. Bursting in here like this, aren’t you concerned about damaging our reputation?”

The lead detective, expressionless, pulled a document from his briefcase and handed it to Richard.

“Mr. Bennett, this is a search warrant.”

“We suspect that twenty years ago, you were involved in illegal transactions with the wanted criminal, Daniel Quinn. We need to search your villa. Please cooperate.”

“What?”

The arrogance on Richard’s face gradually faded, as if he’d been doused with a bucket of ice water, the chill sinking from head to toe.

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How could it be about this?

How did the police find out?

His heart pounded, his chest feeling like it was being crushed by a massive stone, making it hard to breathe.

“That’s impossible!”

Richard’s face flushed crimson, his tone hurried.

“You’ve got the wrong guy! I don’t even know any Daniel Quinn, let alone any illegal dealings! This must be a misunderstanding!

That transaction from twenty years ago was the secret he feared most would be exposed.

Even Daniel didn’t have concrete evidence, how could the police have found out about this?

“Misunderstanding?”

The lead officer scoffed, “Mr. Bennett, we wouldn’t be here if we didn’t have sufficient evidence.”

“If it were just a misunderstanding, we wouldn’t be bothering you in the middle of the night.”

“Evidence? What evidence?”

Richard pressed, “You have no evidence! This is a setup!”

Victor never even opened that metal box, let alone saw what was inside. How could the police have evidence?

“Whether we have evidence or not, we’ll find out once we search.”

The officer cut him off, signaling to the others behind him, “Search.”

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The officers immediately sprang into action, systematically searching every room in the house, the bookshelves, closets, drawers, even the fake rocks in the garden.

Richard stood there, watching the police barge into his home, trembling with rage.

“You can’t do this! This is trespassing! I’m going to file a complaint!”

But the officers completely ignored his protests, continuing their search methodically.

With each passing second, Richard Bennett’s face grew paler, the panic in his eyes intensifying.

Although he had moved the metal box from the Old Estate to another location, he had brought some of the transfer records between

with him. him and Daniel Quinn from over the

years

At this moment, all he could do was pray, pray that the police would find nothing.

However, things didn’t go as he wished.

An officer found an old metal box from a hidden compartment in the study. Although it wasn’t the one Daniel Quinn had been looking for, the letters and transfer records inside were enough to prove the existence of an undisclosed transaction between him and Daniel Quinn.

“Mr. Bennett, do you have anything to say?”

The lead officer approached Richard Bennett, holding the metal box, his tone icy.

Seeing the transfer records between him and Daniel Quinn had been discovered, Richard Bennett’s legs went weak, and he nearly

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He steadied himself by grabbing the edge of the sofa, barely managing to stay upright, his face ashen, his lips trembling, trying to speak but unable to utter a single word.

“Take him away.”

The lead officer didn’t waste any more words and instructed the officers beside him.

Two officers immediately stepped forward, each grabbing Richard Bennett’s arm.

“No! You can’t take me away!”

This proves nothing! It only shows that Quinn and I knew each other!” Richard Bennett rasped, struggling against their grip.

The officers ignored his cries, forcibly escorting him towards the entrance.

Richard caught one last glimpse of the mansion as they bundled him into the squad car.

He’d bought this house in Chicago specifically for Linda all those years ago. He never imagined that a twenty–year–old secret would lead to him being hauled away by the police from here.

The police car sped away from the Bennett family’s mansion, heading towards the West District Police Station.

Inside the car, Richard leaned back against the seat, eyes closed, his mind a whirlwind of panic.

His only hope now was that his lawyer would arrive quickly and help him out of this mess.

As long as he maintained his innocence and without any direct evidence, the police couldn’t do anything to him.

Soon, the car arrived at the West Side station.

Richard was pulled out of the car and escorted into the interrogation room.

Inside, a metal table sat in the center of the room, with a chair on either side.

Richard was forced into one of the chairs, his hands cuffed and secured beneath the table.

He looked up at the two officers sitting across from him, his eyes filled with wariness and defiance.

“Richard Bennett, let’s talk. What kind of deal did you and Daniel Quinn make twenty years ago?”

One of the officers spoke first, his tone stern.

Richard Bennett scoffed, turning his head away, refusing to cooperate. “I won’t answer any questions until my lawyer arrives.”

As long as he stalled until his lawyer got there, he could find a way out of this.

Seeing his stubbornness, the two officers exchanged a glance, a hint of frustration on their faces.

“Richard Bennett, you better think this through.”

One of the officers said, his voice heavy, “Daniel Quinn is a wanted man now. The evidence against him is solid. Do you really think you can avoid the consequences?”

“The sooner you confess, the better your chances of leniency.”

“Leniency?”

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Richard Bennett sneered, turning his head to look at the officer. “I haven’t done anything illegal. I don’t need any leniency.”

His attitude was resolute. No matter what the officers asked, he refused to speak.

The interrogation reached a stalemate.

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The two officers weren’t in a hurry. They simply sat there, staring at Richard Bennett, their eyes sharp, as if trying to see right through

him.

Richard Bennett felt increasingly uneasy under their gaze and closed his eyes, pretending to be calm.

Time trickled by, and the interrogation room was eerily silent, save for the ticking of the clock on the wall.

Richard’s anxiety grew with each passing moment. He had no idea when his lawyer would arrive, or how much evidence the police had against him.

Just when he thought he couldn’t take it anymore, the interrogation room door swung open.

A figure walked in – Chris Evans, the same officer who had taken Diane Bennett away right before his eyes.

Richard’s eyes flashed with confusion as he saw Chris.

Wasn’t he in charge of Diane’s case? What was he doing here?

Chris ignored Richard’s gaze, walked to the interrogation table, pulled out a chair, sat down, and placed the file he was carrying on the table, looking at Richard with a calm expression.

“Mr. Bennett, long time no see.”

Richard frowned, his voice laced with caution.“Detective Evans? What are you doing here?”

“I thought you were in charge of Diane Bennett’s case?”

“That’s right, I am handling Diane’s case.”

Chris nodded, picked up the file on the table, and flipped through it.“But I’m here today for more than just Diane’s case.”

Richard’s heart sank. He had a bad feeling about this.“What do you mean?”

“What I mean is, Richard Bennett, you’re not only implicated in the illegal dealings with Daniel Quinn twenty years ago, but also in the case of Diane Bennett causing the car accident that killed Linda Bennett.”

Chris Evans’s tone was stern as he fixed Richard with a sharp gaze.“We’ve decided to combine these two cases and investigate them together.”

“What?”

Richard’s eyes widened in shock and disbelief, as if struck by lightning.

He tried to stand, but his handcuffed hands were secured beneath the table, rendering him immobile.

“Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!”

Richard’s voice was hoarse, bordering on frantic.“Linda was the woman I loved most in this life. How could I ever hurt her?”

“Diane killed her! Diane hired someone to do it!”

He couldn’t comprehend how he was being linked to Diane’s case,

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He had only recently discovered what Diane had done back then!

How could the police think he was involved?

Hearing Richard’s outburst, Chris scoffed, sliding the files across the table.

“Mr. Bennett, we don’t make such claims without reason.”

“This evidence was provided by Clara Bennett. Take a look for yourself.”

Richard’s eyes fell on the documents, his heart gripped by confusion and fear.

Clara?

How could she have evidence?

What exactly did she know?

He reached out a trembling hand, picked up the files, and quickly began to flip through them.

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The files contained recordings of Diane Bennett and Anthony Parker, transfer receipts, and witness statements–all proving that Diane had bribed Anthony to cause the car accident.

But none of this implicated him.

Richard Bennett breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at Chris Evans, and said with a hint of disdain,

“This evidence only proves Diane Bennett is guilty. What does it have to do with me? Officer Evans, haven’t you made a mistake?”

Chris Evans remained silent, merely watching him with a calm expression, signaling him to continue reading.

Richard Bennett felt a knot tighten in his stomach, a sense of foreboding washing over him. He lowered his head and continued to sift through the documents.

When he reached the final pages, his pupils constricted violently, his face draining of all color. The files slipped from his trembling fingers and landed on the floor with a soft thud.

The documents revealed that, before her death, Linda Bennett had uncovered his secret dealings with Daniel Quinn and had gathered

them. evidence with the intent to expose

Diane Bennett, upon learning this, had taken a desperate gamble to protect him and to preserve the Bennett Group. She had bribed Anthony Parker to orchestrate the car accident, silencing Linda Bennett permanently.

“No… it’s not possible…”

Richard muttered to himself, his eyes vacant.

Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined that Linda’s death was rooted in this.

He had always believed that Diane killed Linda to remove obstacles in Bennett Group, never suspecting it was connected to his deal from twenty years ago.

A massive wave of shock and panic washed over him, leaving him ice–cold and weak.

Was Linda’s death a consequence of his actions all those years ago?