Punished by His Love (FULL book) novel Chapter 2613

Chapter 2613

The person who opened the gate was a tall and slender pretty girl with a clean look, whose appearance and temperament was unlike the villagers. The girl was wearing white clothes and a white dress, and her long hair cascaded down around her shoulders. She was like a fairy.

The girl’s gaze was incredibly cold with a kind of incomparable disgust. “Who are you? How can you trick us and say that you’re a police officer? Where are the police? Surely, you can’t be telling me that you’re a police officer in plain clothes, right? Where is your police badge? Show it to me. Otherwise, I’ll call the police!”

Kingston looked at the girl in front of him with a calm gaze. “Who are you?”

“Do you have the right to ask me that?” the girl sneered.

Kingston lifted his foot to block the gate. “May I know if this is your house?”

Actually, he had already scanned and searched the inside of the house with his eyes. He did not see Eevonne, but he also did not hear her screams.

“This is my aunt’s house! My mother’s sister’s house! After today, this will be my uncle’s house. Are you satisfied with this answer? I’ll ask you once more, who

are you? If you can’t answer me, trespassing a residential home in broad daylight would cost you jail time! You’re a laborer! Do you know that the character and knowledge of the entire labor force are also improving now? I don’t have the obligation to be teaching you about the law here! Please leave immediately! If you don’t, I’ll call the police!”

Laborer? Kingston was stunned for a moment. He suddenly took a look at himself as if he had realized something

He had been hospitalized for the past few days, so he was still wearing the clothes that he had on him before he was admitted to the hospital. Those clothes indeed looked like the clothes of a laborer. On top of that, as it was inconvenient for him to go in and out of the hospital in the past few days, he had not shaved his beard. His hair was slightly longer and out of shape as well. He truly looked a little like a bandit. In addition, the clothes were from a few days ago, so when he sniffed himself, there was an odor caused by his sweat.

Haha! It was no wonder why she called him a laborer. That image of his was, without a doubt, a laborer. However, what was wrong with being a laborer? Was a laborer a term that should be used to describe others in a bad sense? What a joke!