The Masterpiece of Leaving：Prepared A Perfect Stand-In For Him novel Chapter 74

After Lance issued the order, he turned to leave.

Suddenly, I heard a noise and turned back to look.

I was being restrained by the police officers, but there wasn't a trace of fear on my face.

I turned my head slightly and looked at Lance coldly. "Are you really going to do this?"

"Isn't that a silly question?" Aunt Violet, with her fat and black-polished body, walked over and answered for Lance, "You two injured me, my son, and my grandson. Not only do you have to go to jail, but you also have to compensate us!"

She raised three fingers and said, "Three hundred thousand, not a penny less."

"Hmph!" Sophia sneered.

Three hundred thousand - they really dared to demand that much.

Dad was honest and not one to hold grudges, but Aunt Violet's brazenness made him angry again. His veins bulged, and he was about to rush towards her.

Aunt Violet was frightened and quickly dodged backward.

"Such audacity, you dare to attack in the police station." Despite dodging, she kept shouting, "Add charges, add charges!"

She clearly had a plan in mind.

I was penniless after leaving home.

Dad could only get around ten to twenty thousand dollars at most by selling his skills.

We wouldn't be able to pay, so they would propose using our house as collateral.

The Armstrong family had no power or influence, so they couldn't do anything to her, and the house would be hers!

I saw through Aunt Violet's scheme and quietly called out to Dad, shaking my head.

I was asking him not to lose his temper.

Dad received my gaze, feeling guilty, but he had to calm down.

"I'm asking Chief Lance." I ignored Jared and continued to look at Chief Lance.

My gaze was fierce and filled with provocation.

Chief Lance was used to being dominant in this area, but for the first time, he felt offended.

A surge of anger rose within me, and he slammed his big, rough hand heavily on the table, shouting in a coarse voice, "Yes, that's what I mean!"

He glared fiercely at me with a menacing expression, displaying undisguised arrogance. Then he stuck one hand in his pocket, swaggering about.

One of the men beside him tsked and said, "Do you know who Chief Lance is? He's not someone you can offend. I advise you to bow your head, admit your mistakes, apologize, and try to speak nicely to Chief Lance to get out of here as soon as possible."

"Hmph," I responded with a cold sneer, completely disregarding Chief Lance, which only darkened his face further.

The man looked at me and said indignantly, "You young people, you've been outside for so long that you've forgotten the rules of the countryside. Things here are not like in the city. We don't always go by the book; we follow our emotions and the authority of officials. Don't think you can use the city's ways in our village; it won't work!"

"Here, Chief Lance is like a god; his words are like imperial edicts!"

He finished speaking and cast a glance at me before approaching Dad, patting his shoulder repeatedly, and saying, "Your daughter is young and reckless; don't you understand that?"

"We do understand," I answered before Dad could respond.

Dad was visibly surprised by my words and looked at me.

So, was I scared and willing to yield?

Others probably had the same thought upon hearing my words.