I Swear, Let Me Love You Again

3rd POV:

“You have the right to remain silent, and any statement you make can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney, and if you cannot afford one, one will be provided for you.” The officers proceeded to handcuff her while the reporters and people around gasped in shock.

“I’m right behind you, Miss Lydia. ” Roseline shouted as the police officers led her into the back seat of the white and blue police car.

“Lydia, did you indeed commit the theft?”

“Is it true you robbed the King’s household as compensation for Nathaniel King’s maltreatment?”

Lydia heard the reporter’s question but she didn’t care for it. Her mind was racing and her emotions were all over the place, she wanted to break down crying, scream in anger, shout at everyone and defend herself or simply murder someone.

She knew it had to be no one other than the Kings who were responsible for this. They were the only ones who were coming after her.

“They won’t just let be, would they?!” She screamed in her mind. She was so livid, she had no words to utter.

She pursed her lips watching herself play with her fingers. She could imagine how livid her father and Andrew would be when they found out about this. But for now, she was so furious that if she spoke she would flare out on everybody.

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Soon, they arrived at the police station and Lydia was led into the questioning room. She had been stripped off her belongings including her pearl earrings and neck piece. She sat down quietly in the questioning room, and had been seated there for close to two hours.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

She didn’t stand up nor move an inch, she sat with her eyes closed. She seemed rather peaceful which she was. She knew she had people behind her, she had not stolen a single object from whoever , in fact she could buy a thousand diamonds for them and she would still be wealthy. So she remained relaxed, the only thing that was eating her up was that it was all skillfully planned in order to tarnish her image.

“They wanted the whole world to truly see me as a poor woman who was after men for their money and was now a gold digging thief.” She laughed humorlessly to herself.

The door to the questioning room opened revealing a female investigator dressed in black cargo pants with a black cotton long-sleeve hand top to match. Her black hair was packed up in a high ponytail, she simply adorned herself with a little pin gold earring. She was pretty and seemed in her late thirties, she strolled towards holding a cup of coffee in one hand and a bottle of water in the other.

“Good evening Lydia.” She greeted her with a soft tone. Lydia however didn’t open her eyes nor speak.

“Would you like a bottle of water? It’s been a few hours and you must be thirsty.” Lydia opened her eyes but did not say a word, she simply kept her gaze on the woman in front of her.

“I am Mrs Cooper, I would like to ask you a few questions regarding the accusation again. In Fact, I’m going to ask a single question.” The woman said taking a seat across from her, Lydia kept staring at her without breaking eye contact.

“Did you or did you not steal the diamond earrings which cost over a million from the King’s Mansion?” Lydia remained silent and did not utter a word even after about two minutes had passed.

“I will not say anything else aside from this till the arrival of my lawyer.” She finally spoke up and Mrs Cooper sighed. Knowing she couldn’t proceed further, after time had passed Mrs Cooper exited out of the room.

It was late so an attorney wasn’t going to be allowed as those were the rules. Fifteen minutes later, two officers entered the room and took long strides to where she was seated. She stood up and they guided her to the holding room, before they arrived in the room she debated whether to ask or not.

“I would like to make a phone call.” She realized she needed to be firm rather than easy.

They whispered to each other while she stood there in exhaustion both physical and mental exhaustion waiting for their response.

ANDREW’S POV.

“You’re leaving?” The girl I have been messing around with questioned with sleep heavy in her tone as I got dressed.

“Yes, I am. I have been with you half of the day. Pass my phone.” She unplugged it, I had plugged it in as soon as I got here hours ago. The relationship I had with her was not going to be allowed by anybody, especially her family, so we kept it a secret and had no titles on it. I had a big love for her though, I just wish I could at least tell Lydia about it.

Due to some many worries and secrets, there has been a strain in our relationship and I didn’t like that at all.

I scrunch my eyebrow twitching on my phone, I had a thousand missed calls and text messages from my father, assistant, unknown numbers and even shareholders. A cousin sent me a link and questioned, ‘isn’t that Lydia?’

I opened the link and to my surprise it was a clip of Lydia getting arrested plus it was viral.

“Oh fuck.”

“What? What’s going on?” She asked with worry in her tone. I continued watching it and felt her presence behind me.

“Oh no, no. What in the world is going on?” I asked, quickly calling up my father.  While she helped me find my belongings in a room where our clothes were scattered around it.

“Andrew where have you been? Just get all your attorneys. Find out what exactly is going on and get my DAUGHTER OUT OF THERE! TONIGHT!” He hung up afterwards and I knew for certain he was furious.

I glanced at the time on my wrist seeing it was now 9pm. There is nothing anybody could do and my heart clenched knowing my little girl was going to have to sleep in jail.

But the worst part was I had just signed an alliance with the King Construction Company with our company. And I’m certain they had something to do with Lydia being in Jail.