A Contract Marriage After a ONS novel Chapter 583

Ronald's incident had become a talking point for folks in Santabaca.

Because of the public pressure and demand, the higher -ups had to send people from the prosecutor's office and police department to the hospital. Ronald had just undergone a surgery. He was now sitting in a wheelchair while Yvette was feeding him.

Yvette's willow brows were knitted together when she saw a group of men come in. The police took Ronald away without giving her the chance to say anything.

Ronald said not a word. It was Yvette who yelled in dissatisfaction, pulling at the police officer's uniform with a stern face. "Do you know who he is?"

"Someone filed a report against him for being involved in a suspected abduction case. We are just doing our job. Besides, we have got an arrest warrant. I f you have anything to say, please tell that to the higher-ups." The police then took Ronald away.

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Yvette gritted her teeth and called Gordon. Maybe he could get Ronald out of this.

Gordon reprimanded her. The matter had already

gone viral online, and the higher-ups were treating this matter seriously now. How could he get Ronald out now?

It was ridiculous. He could not believe that Ronald, as a governor, could do such a heinous thing. Not only that, he was trying to kill his own grandchild for the sake of a woman. Gordon felt humiliated.

Back at home, Yvette went to see Mark. "Your dad can no longer walk, and he has paid a price for it. Would you please find a way to get him out of jail?"

Samantha was dead, and Ronald was paralyzed from the waist down and could only stay by her side. Where else could he go?

There were bottles in front of Mark. He had drunk God-knows-how-much wine and felt his head spinning with a headache.

He was dreary, depressed, and distressed these few days. Half of the wine bottles inside the wine cabinet were gone, and he felt like all that came out of his chest was pain.

Jazz pulled Yvette out of Mark’s room. "Mom, it is Mark’s child who has died, and he is sad enough. Could you please not add salt to his injury?"