Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 540

Wendy looked a little serious after hanging up the phone.

Connie, who had been paying close attention to her, leaned over and caught a few keywords. Then she asked, "Sister Wendy, did the Public Security Bureau call you?"

"Yes..." Wendy nodded.

"Oh, God, are you okay?" Connie asked in a hurry.

Wendy shook her head and said with a frown, "I'm fine, but I just need to meet someone."

"Ah, now?" Connie checked the time on the wall clock as they were working now.

Wendy also took a look at the time. After thinking for a while, she stood up with the phone in her hand and said, "Then I'll have to ask the supervisor for a leave!"

She successfully got some time off work. Before she entered the elevator, she decided to call Charlie.

However, he did not answer her call. Perhaps he was in a meeting, she thought. So, she stopped calling and left the office building to call a taxi to the Municipal Public Security

Sub-bureau.

Upon arrival, she said the purpose of her visit, and a policeman came to her, saying, "Miss Lim, please follow me!"

Wendy nodded and walked down the corridor with him.

She happened to hear Charlie say that Helen's case had been transferred from the procuratorate to the court of appeal. However, since she had not been sentenced yet, she was temporarily detained here. After the official judgment of her sentence was made, she would be handed over to prison.

In such a civilized country, no one could escape the punishment of the law.

The police took her to the door of a room, opened it, and motioned her to a chair. "Wait a minute. The prisoner will be sent here soon."

"Okay. Thank you." Wendy nodded.

Not long after she sat down, the iron door inside was pushed open, and the police brought the handcuffed Helen in.

When Wendy rushed to the scene, Helen had been arrested and taken away, leaving only neighbors standing in the field watching. Now, Helen was right before her. In Wendy's memory, she had never been in such a mess before, even at the time when she was merely a mistress before her marriage.

Then Wendy remembered Yolanda, who ended up the same way as her mother. She and her mother had been enjoying an extravagant life in the past four years. It might never occur to them that they would spend so many years in prison after that.

The evils people bring on themselves are the hardest to bear.

Since they chose to do evil things, they had to bear the consequences.

Helen sat down, her handcuffs landing on the table, clanging. Subconsciously, Wendy touched her belly and secretly told her not to fear.

"Go ahead. Why do you want to see me?" Wendy spoke first.

Abruptly, Helen dashed forward to grab her hand across the table, her handcuffs clashing.

"You don't have to worry about it. Dad said that he didn't need your company!" Wendy conveyed his very words. "He also said that you two got what you deserved - you should pay for what you had done and should ponder over your mistakes in prison."

As soon as Helen heard this, her face turned deathly pale.

She had thought that Johnny would intercede for her. After all, she had been his wife, and he was still willing to lend her some money, but she didn't expect that he would leave her no way out.

Wendy, seeing her getting more and more panic, asked after pondering for a while. "Are you the only one who ordered them to kidnap me? Is there anyone else behind this?"

Helen was stunned for a moment and then shook her head, saying, "Hmm."

Wendy frowned, clenching her fist slightly.

After a few seconds, she got up from the chair, thinking that it was time to end the meeting. She was ready to leave.

Seeing her leaving, Helen hurriedly said, "Wait! Wait! Wendy, I have something to tell you, and you will definitely want to know it! But if I tell you this, please do not be too hard on me this time!"

"What's the matter?" Wendy asked, narrowing her eyes.

It must be Helen's real purpose to see her, so Wendy sat back in the chair and waited for her answer with a poker face. She'd like to see what tricks she would play.

"About your d*mn..." Helen blurted it out but soon realized her mistake when she saw Wendy's eyes turn cold. She quickly corrected herself and said, "I mean, it has something to do with your deceased mother."

A trace of surprise flashed across Wendy's heart, and she asked, "About my mother?"