Trish was as pale as death, and she could hardly stand firm. She had never thought that the incident would become so serious. She couldn't get away with the punishment of the law.
She looked at Cynthia, whose gaze was cold and sharp. Then Cynthia smiled at her. Seeing this, Trish went blank for a while. For some reason, she felt that she had completely lost.
In the evening, Trish and the thugs were all caught in the net. Cynthia sat on the chair of the police station and explained the whole matter clearly. All the surveillance cameras near the hotel also caught the scene that Cynthia got injured and fell into the sea. The incident was shrouded in the shadow of attempted murder. Trish had difficulty breathing and her entire body was cold.
Keith was also furious and his handsome face was gloomy. Only when Cynthia came out of the police station did he feel relieved.
"Is everything done?" Keith stepped forward and asked with concern.
"Yes, they'll be put on the trial." Cynthia said indifferently.
"Cynthia, I will never leave you again." After being frightened this time, Keith had become even more clingy. He held Cynthia's hand tightly.
But Cynthia smiled, "It's not like we're one. There's always a time to part."
Keith's handsome face turned red. He felt that she was teasing him, but there was no evidence.
When they returned home, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening. The Williams'had finished dinner, but Keith and Cynthia were back starving. When Mrs. Williams heard that they hadn't eaten, she immediately cooked three dishes for them.
Tinge had taken a shower and went downstairs with Creamy. Seeing that they sat on the table looking extremely hungry, he was confused.
Cynthiahad changed her clothes before coming back. She did not want Mrs. Williams to worry, so she solemnly asked Keith not to mention this matter.So Keith could only keep quiet.
After dinner, Keith took a pack of cigarettes and invited Ting to relax on the balcony. Tinge took the cigarette and lit it. He looked at Keith strangely, "How come you look even more annoyed after the trip?"
"I can't hide anything from you." Keith rolled his eyes at him.
"We are at least twin brothers. Even if we don't have telepathy, we still have a bit of a tacit understanding. Looking at your expression, there's something wrong." Tinge laughed complacently.
"I've got in some trouble today." Keith's face darkened as he whispered.
"What happened?" Tinge was shocked. It could be seen that the matter was not simple from Keith's solemn expression.
"Do you remember Trish?"
"The female subordinate who secretly loves you? You mentioned her last time. What's wrong?" Tinge recalled her. "She found a few gangsters from the street to bully Cynthia today. We've been dealing with this matter all the afternoon. We've already sent them to the police station. They will be sentenced soon." Keith's face seemed darker, and his voice became ice—cold.
"What?" Tinge was a little shocked, and stared at Keith, "Does Cynthia get hurt?"
"She has some wounds on her arm. She won't let me tell mom." Keith' face flashed with guilt and remorse, "I shouldn't have left her. I should have accompanied her back to the hotel. Trish is really a sinister woman. In order to force Cynthia to break up with me, she asked those bastards to scare her. This time, I must keep her stay in prison for a few more years."
"This kind of woman deserves to be taught a lesson," Tinge clenched his fists tightly and said in a cold voice.
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