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Find Me In Your Labyrinth novel Chapter 1170

Among those brought here, there was indeed a guy who got sliced on his shoulder, but how badly he was hurt wasn't clear yet. Upon hearing Jonathan's order, the cops were quick to respond, promising to take good care of Ms. McClain.

Millard had already hightailed it over in his car. Jonathan got in, his face as cool as a cucumber.

With his pedal to the metal, Millard made it to the police station in record time.

Straight after walking in, Jonathan headed for the interrogation room, where Estelle was sitting.

Estelle was taken aback when she saw Jonathan out of the blue.

Jonathan checked her over, a worried look in his eyes. "You hurt?"

Estelle was wearing a dark blue shirt with a cut on her arm. It wasn't deep, and the blood had already clotted.

But the second he saw the wound, his face turned dark, casting a shadow of fear. He turned to the cops and asked, "Who did this to her?"

The cops were left speechless by Jonathan's sudden entrance and the icy aura he was giving off.

Estelle grabbed his wrist and said, "It's just a scratch. Don't freak out; the guys who did it are in worse shape than I am!"

Jonathan's face was still dark. "They pulled a knife. How can I not freak out?"

Just then, the chief walked in and politely said, "Mr. Lamont, right? Sorry to drag you down here."

Jonathan demanded, "Where are the guys who started the fight?"

The chief quickly corrected him, saying, "It wasn't a fight. Ms. McClain was just doing the right thing; she saved Yulia."

Jonathan turned to look at Estelle.

Estelle raised an eyebrow. Even though her expression didn't change, Jonathan could tell from her eyes that she was relieved.

His face didn't light up. Squinting, he asked, "Which Yulia?"

"Here's what happened."

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