The Enigmatic Return (Neera and Jean) novel Chapter 1488

Chapter 1488 

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The moment she saw the bank card, Maggie, who was just speaking sternly out of a sense of justice, suddenly turned pale. 

At first, Neera didn’t notice anything amiss. It was only after hearing Wrenn’s words that she understood. 

“Isn’t this the card I gave you last night? You still have the nerve to argue?” 

Neera felt her face flush and then pale as if she had been slapped hard. 

She had already unilaterally cut ties with these two people. 

Yet they had come here, freeloading and deceiving, stealing and lying, all because of her relationship with the Beauvort family, as well as their relationship with her. 

They had engaged in such disgraceful acts under her name. How could she possibly remain still? 

At that moment, she was clutching the bank card so tightly that the sharp edges were cutting into her palm, but she was completely oblivious to it. 

“What else do you have to say now?” Her voice was icy cold as if each word was being squeezed out from between her teeth. 

A shiver ran through Maggie, and she dared not look at her. Her eyes darted around, her panic clearly 

visible. 

She was unwilling to admit her mistake, still pondering over a way to absolve herself. 

“Even this card doesn’t prove anything. Who knows, maybe someone saw an opportunity and stole my card.” 

She was rambling on carelessly, her anxiety apparent. Anyone who heard her wouldn’t believe a word of her nonsense. 

“Exactly! I remember now. I lost my card! No wonder I couldn’t find it all day. I… I went to that brat’s room just to look for this bank card…”. 

Seeing her still making excuses, Neera could no longer bear it. She gritted her teeth and said word by word, “You still won’t admit it, huh? Fine, since you claim these items weren’t stolen by you, I’ll hand them over to the police for fingerprint identification. On these items, apart from the original owner’s fingerprints, whoever’s fingerprints are left will be enough to prove who the thief is.” 

After she finished speaking, she added, “By the way, I’ve already touched these items, but everyone here can vouch for me. I just returned and only touched them after I found them.” 

Maggie was taken aback. She hadn’t even considered the matter of fingerprints. 

Upon hearing Neera’s words, she panicked immediately and blurted out, “You can’t call the police!” 

Neera looked at her coldly. “Why not? What are you worried about?” 

Maggie was unable to get her words out, her anxiety causing her to break out in a sweat. 

Neera was running out of patience. She pulled out her phone, ready to call the police. 

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“Since you refuse to admit it, I might as well call the police directly. Let them handle this matter, including the fact that you hit my precious child for no reason. I really want to see just how stubborn you can get!” 

Upon hearing this, Maggie could no longer keep her composure. 

She quickly lunged forward, trying to snatch the phone from Neera’s hand. 

However, Jean didn’t give her any chance at all. Without the slightest courtesy, he lifted his foot and kicked directly at her stomach. 

Maggie winced in pain, stumbled, and fell to the ground. 

Fortunately, Jean never hit women, so he didn’t use much force in this kick. 

Otherwise, she would be just like Nigel now, rolling around on the ground in pain. 

Neera watched with indifference, showing absolutely no sympathy. 

The thought of these two people, acting shamelessly under her name and laying hands on her precious ones, made her wish she could tear them apart. Nothing less would quell the rage in her heart. 

She could not endure any longer. Her eyes were exceptionally cold as she looked at them condescendingly. 

“I’ve warned you time and again not to provoke me. I’ve done everything within my power, but since you refuse to appreciate my efforts, don’t blame me for being impolite. It’s only right that you face the consequences for the disgraceful acts you’ve committed. If you have anything to say, you’d better speak to the police.” 

After she finished speaking, she tapped on her phone screen, ready to call the police. 

This time, Maggie was completely flustered. 

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In a state of panic, she scrambled up from the ground, fearful of Jean, who seemed like a formidable figure akin to the Grim Reaper. She dared not approach him again. Instead, she could only pull a long face, pleading pitifully to Neera, repeating her words over and over like a broken record. 

“No, don’t call the police! I admit it. I was wrong. It was my fault… I was just… just too anxious. Your adoptive father’s health is not good, and I was afraid I wouldn’t have the money to treat him. I lost my senses for a moment. It wasn’t intentional. Can you forgive me this one time, please?” 

Neera seemed to have heard a hilarious joke, the corner of her lips curling up in a sarcastic smile. 

“Lost your senses for a moment? What, is the money in this card not enough?” 

Having said that, she turned her head to look at Wrenn. “How much 

money did you give them?”