Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 1573

Xanthus was explaining Raeleigh's case to the police when Jepherson arrived at the station. Xanthos's tone was considered benevolent as he talked, but his expression was rather dark. Anyone close to him could immediately detect that he was seething with anger and that he was faking a smile.

"Are you implying that my girlfriend's crazy?"

"No, that's not what I mean. You are a foreigner, so I don't want it to affect our relationship."

The police had already arranged for someone else to talk to him, but Xanthus was not planning to leave until Raeleigh was released.

He knocked on the table at the mention of his nationality in annoyance, "All this just because I was born overseas? I was already planning to denounce my foreign citizenship, but I did not expect to be discriminated against because of this."

"My girlfriend is innocent. Do you think I'm going to believe you just because of what you said?"

"Do you have any evidence? I am a doctor, and I can see that my girlfriend is mentally unstable. For all I know, maybe you guys caused her to act like that." "Sir, look..."

Before the police could finish his sentence, Jepherson entered the room with his legal team. Moreover, he had overheard the conversation between Xanthus and the police.

"Excuse me, we're here to release Miss Anson on bail."

Jepherson entered the door and walked up to Xanthus, nodding his head as a polite greeting. Xanthus basically had no power of that sort, so if he had not called Jepherson to come over, Raeleigh most probably would not be released.

When Xanthus saw Jepherson, he heaved a sigh of relief.

The lawyers immediately walked over to the police officer to discuss Raeleigh's situation. The police officers were initially unfazed, but when they saw Jepherson, they immediately scrambled to their feet in total surprise. Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Everyone in the police station was staring at the group. Jepherson pulled out a chair nonchalantly and sat down, crossing his legs and resting his hands on his lap comfortably.

He then asked Xanthus, "Have you seen her?"

"Yes, I have. They accused Raeleigh of trespassing and attempting to break into the prison. They want her to plead guilty, but I suspect that they must have used some means to induce Raeleigh to confess. I will hire the best lawyers to represent her and to protect her rights."

"It has already been 36 hours since Raeleigh left home. I'm not sure how long she's been locked up in here, but they are not allowed to detain her unless they have sufficient evidence to press charges."

Jepherson looked over at his lawyers and gestured, "What do you guys think?"

The lawyers exchanged glances before one of them said, "This case is a little strange, but we have to act in the best interest of Miss Raeleigh and protect her rights. Since Mr. Osteen is a doctor, why don't we let him examine her injury first to avoid further complications?"

"What do you guys think?" Jepherson looked at the police officers opposite him. One of them hesitated before asking, "You must be the vice president of the Richards Group, am I right?"

"And what does that have to do with the bail?" Jepherson's response was cold and unruffled.

The police officer pondered for a moment before shrugging, "Oh, it's nothing. It's just that Miss Raeleigh has only been here for six hours on the basis that she has violated the law. We're the ones who should be pressing charges, not you."

"According to the law, she has violated..."

"You don't have to explain it to me. You can talk to my lawyers. As for Raeleigh, I think we should hear both sides of the story rather than relying on yours alone, don't you think?"

"Mr. Richards, that's very funny of you. If we do not have the evidence stacked up against her, how would we detain her without any basis?"

Jepherson stared at the police officer for a while before instructing his lawyers, "Why don't you go ahead with the legal proceedings?"

The lawyers nodded and walked towards the police. After taking out some documents that were required from their briefcases, they started making calls to doctors and various experts. With just a few words, the entire police station was stunned.

Meanwhile, Jepherson asked one of his men to contact the person in charge of Green House and asked them to send over some video recordings to use as evidence. The other police officers stared at Jepherson indifferently. Then, they heard him snort, "The things you have as so- called evidence are no more than children's toys. Do you think that Raeleigh could break into a place with that? Furthermore, the place we are talking about is Green House, where major prisoners are shut away. If she was planning to break into that place, who on earth would she attempt to save?"

"How would I know?"

"You guys are police officers working in the Criminal Investigations Department, but it seems like you guys are just good-for-nothings. You're telling me you have no idea what she was doing there?

Don't you think you sound ridiculous?"

Jepherson's tone was calm and indifferent, but his words slashed deeper than a knife.

The police officer paused subconsciously and gave it some thought. A while later, they stammered, "We haven't formally started our investigation. So we can't just jump to conclusions."

"In that case, well wait for the outcome of the investigation," There was a hint of impatience on Jepherson's face. Then he looked at the time on his wrist and demanded, "I am going to start the clock now. If you don't release Raeleigh within 48 hours, I'm going to press charges."

The policemen could only chuckle dryly. What Jepherson and his team were doing right now was no different than being unreasonable.

He knew that rich people were different from the average Joe. The only reason they were able to twist the truth to their benefits was because they were loaded.

The police officer knew he was unable to win against Jepherson in a quarrel. He originally intended to ignore him, but then, his superior called and instructed him to release Raeleigh. His superior also informed him that after verifying the video recording with Green House, everything was just a misunderstanding.

The police officer pursed his lips. He was unsatisfied since it was clear that Jepherson had pulled some strings behind the scene.

He was unhappy with his superior's decision. Although he agreed on the phone that he would release Raeleigh, he did not follow through with the agreement.

When Jepherson checked his watch for the second time, it was already eight in the evening. He got up from his chair and went to the bathroom.

Not long after, the police station received another call demanding why they had yet to release Raeleigh. The police officer explained that they were still going through the formalities and would be able to release her soon. As a result, the police officer was given an earful.

"Are you mad? Why are you trying to make things difficult for me?"

The person on the other end of the line was his superior. It was an understatement to say that he had seen worse days.

However, he had long been accustomed to it. After he hung up, he did not immediately let Raeleigh go. As much as he wanted to keep her here, he could not do so as time was nearly up. He still needed to take care of the formalities and close up the investigation processes before he was able to release Raeleigh.

Jepherson just stared at them. With just a few words, his lawyers had gone off to help complete all the necessary legal processes without requiring any further instructions. By the time they were done, it was already ten at night. Suppressing his annoyance and impatience, Jepherson grunted, waited for Raeleigh to be released.

A rough estimation based on the fact that Xanthus had arrived earlier than him meant that Raeleigh had already been detained for around 20 hours.

During these 20 hours, she was not given any food or water, which was a form of abuse.

If he did not deal with these people as soon as he returned, he wouldn't be able to live up to the name of Jepherson Richards.