The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison) novel Chapter 13

That guy who just walked in, all prim and proper, was a big-shot lawyer who often popped up on TV news interviews. He was also a well-known figure in Seraphim Haven.

Roxanne had seen him on the tube before. She couldn’t quite remember his name though.

However, Mr. Johnson's cases all started from hundreds of millions, with an annual income reaching nine figures. This was reported in a news interview. How could he know Harrison and show such respect to him?

Mr. Johnson walked up to Harrison, gave a nod, and started to address him as Mr. Harrison out of respect. But he quickly corrected himself because Alexander, the guy next to Harrison, had given him a heads-up not to reveal Harrison’s identity. “Harrison, I’ve already talked with the police. You, your wife, and your wife’s friend can all go now,” he blurted out.

Harrison just grunted in response. Mr. Johnson gestured for Harrison to go ahead.

Everyone was stunned, especially Oliver, who had just been ragging on Harrison. He was gobsmacked, staring at Harrison in disbelief. How could a guy who was broke, penniless, and borrowed money from his wife could have such powerful connections? And he can just walk out of here anytime he wants?

Oliver was a bit peeved. His own brother-in-law didn't even have these kinds of connections. How did Harrison pull it off? Did he judge him wrong?

Chloe was also taken aback. She was watching Harrison, and even though he was dressed in cheap clothes and flip-flops, he carried himself with an aura that was intimidatingly strong.

"Anne." Chloe gently nudged Roxanne. "Who is this guy your husband brought in? How is he so powerful that he can just get us out of here?"

Sophia's husband had some clout around here, but even he can't get them out. This guy Harrison brought in, and he did it without breaking a sweat? Roxanne was also puzzled. Harrison was flat broke, not a penny to his name. How the hell did he know a big shot like Mr. Johnson from Seraphim Haven?

Harrison then grabbed her hand, "Let's go home."

It was not the first time he'd held her hand and she didn’t resist as much this time, though it still felt a bit odd.

His hand was strong and comforting. All her worries and fears from the detention center vanished, replaced by a sense of calmness.

Roxanne caught herself staring at their intertwined hands. His hand was nice to look at, clean, slender, like it could dance gracefully over piano keys. She snapped out of it, she was not some lovesick girl, and quickly called for Chloe to follow her.

As Chloe caught up, Oliver also hurried along, not wanting to be left behind.

"Mr. Lewis." Harrison suddenly stopped and gave Oliver a cold look. "Have you forgotten what you said earlier?"

Oliver’s face turned ashen.

He did say that if Harrison managed to escape detention, he would eat his own shit. But he didn't actually do it. He stammered, "We're all friends here. You wouldn't really leave me behind, would you?"

Harrison responded icily, "Are we friends?"

Chloe didn't defend Oliver this time. Served him right.

Roxanne also stayed silent, and tugged on Chloe, "Let's go."

Harrison told Mr. Johnson, "This guy has nothing to do with me. Let the police handle him according to procedure."

Mr. Johnson was an expert at reading people and he understood what Harrison meant. After responding respectfully, he motioned for the police to continue detaining Oliver. After all, Oliver did throw the first punch.