Living With My Lady Boss

“Officer Evans, what do you mean by that?” Faye looked confused.

Timothy smirked. “I see that you’ve even got Chief Hemmington involved. The Cape Consortium really is something.”

“What are you trying to imply? We just happened to run into each other. You’re overthinking this,” Faye replied with a smile.

Timothy was nothing but annoyed. Did she think he was an idiot?

It was too much of a coincidence!

Chief Hemmington just happened to be running a spot check on his station and also happened to bump into Faye. Bowie even shook her hand voluntarily. Of course, that was supposed to imply something to Timothy.

Faye said, “Officer Evans, I’m here to bail Wilbur Penn out on a pending trial.”

“He can’t leave yet,” Timothy said coldly.

Faye frowned. “Officer Evans, do you know that Cape’s legal department has a nickname of its own?”

“What nickname?” Timothy said.

Faye smiled. “People liked to joke that Cape’s legal department is the ‘sure winner of Seechertown. Of course, that’s just a joke. I’m sure you wouldn’t want them to take over this case though, would you? You’d be very busy if that happened.”

“Are you threatening me?” Timothy asked coldly.

Faye waved her hands at once. “Oh, I’d never dare to do something like that. I think that Cape should be capable of bailing one person out, though.”

Timothy was practically grinding his teeth in fury.

Finally, he had to experience this woman’s tricks firsthand.

She was definitely going to be a problem if he refused to let Wilbur out that day. Bowie was sure to do something about it as well, and Timothy’s power was limited to the head of security.

Bowie had not said anything during his visit, but the message was clear enough. Timothy would be offending him if he did not let Wilbur out.

At last, Timothy said to an officer, “Take Miss Yves to fill out the paperwork.”

“Of course.”

Faye smiled and entered with her secretary in tow. Timothy stomped back to his office in a fit of rage. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Not long after, an officer came in with his report.

“Sir, we have released Wilbur Penn on bail. Are we still going to proceed with investigating the case?” It was clear that the officer himself knew that he was treading risky water from his cautious tone.

Timothy flew to his feet at once. “Of course we are. Take Shelby Seacrest to have her wounds checked and run a full checkup.”

“Got it.” The officer was about to leave, but Timothy stopped him again. “Run a background check on Shelby Seacrest too. Find out if her statement matches her actual life.”

“Got it.”

The policeman left, and Timothy fell into deep thought again.

There was nothing he could do on Wilbur’s end. There was too much power there for him to do anything.

Maybe there would be a way out of this if he started from Shelby’s end.

If Shelby’s information turned out to be correct and she hadn’t lied at all, that would mean that Wilbur had been lying.

If that was the case, he was going to follow through with the investigation, Bowie be damned.

Over on another end.

Faye drove Wilbur back to the house, and the two of them sat in the living room.

Faye was still fuming. “Shelby Seacrest! How dare she do that! I’m not going to let this go.”

To think that she had been so saddened about Shelby’s life that she couldn’t sleep last night, only for her to be played the next moment.

The feeling of betrayal filled Faye with rage, especially the fact that Wilbur had been arrested and there was nothing she could do. That was really too much.

Wilbur said in a low voice, “She’s not the mastermind. Don’t get too mad.”

“Who is, then?” Faye asked.

Wilbur frowned. “I can roughly guess who it is, but I’m not going to say anything without proof. Let’s just wait for the results.”

“Wait for results? Aren’t we going to look into this ourselves at all?” Faye asked, shocked.