Flora screamed, took out her mobile phone, and wanted to take pictures and videos.
The driver’s expression changed slightly, and he quickly reached out to grab Flora’s phone.
Flora was even more reckless. She dragged the driver and pushed him into the car.
The driver could not hit a woman, so he dodged her. Thus, Flora fell to the side.
“You even dare to hit me?! I don’t believe that there’s no justice in Atlanta! Get out of the car now! I want you to go to jail with that b*tch! I won’t let you get away with it!”
Flora made a scene at the entrance of the police station.
If she continued to make a fuss, this news might be in the headlines.
Eric rubbed his forehead. His eyes were cold, awe-inspiring, and indescribably gloomy.
It was pitch black in the car.
The driver could barely hold Flora back.
At that moment, Mitchell and several police officers hurried over.
“What’s going on?”
When Flora saw the police coming, she immediately became fearless.
She played the victim and sat on the ground crying.
“That man inside is that b*tch’s accomplice and lover! Arrest him quickly! If you don’t arrest them, I’ll expose you all for being biased! You can’t bully my son like this. I still don’t know if he can survive, so they must be locked up!”
The police officers looked at each other.
One of them came out and said, “Bring her in.”
Then, the police officers pulled Flora’s arms.
Flora struggled desperately.
“Let go of me! I want you to catch the man in the car. Why are you arresting me?”
The police officer did not let go.
“You’re disturbing the social order at the police station. This is in violation of the law. Come on. If you want to yell, you can yell to your heart’s content inside!”
Flora struggled like a crazy woman. “Why me?!”
“What evidence do you have to prove that he had an indecent relationship with Ms. Nelson before she got divorced? If you don’t have evidence, it’s called defamation. He can sue you.”
“Don’t think I’ll get scared!”
Flora’s voice slowly faded as she was dragged to another room.
Mitchell breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, he looked in the car. There was no movement, which meant that Eric must be angry.
The driver also got into the car. Mitchell paused and got into the passenger seat.
“Let’s go. Send Mr. Ferguson back to rest.”
“Okay.”
Eric was sitting in the back. His face was gloomy.
“Mr. Ferguson, Flora...”
“Do whatever is needed. Otherwise, people will think that I’m guilty if word gets out!”
Eric’s words were indifferent. His gestures were calm, unhurried, and dignified.
“Yes, sir.”
Mitchell took a deep breath and called the lawyer again.
Before the car arrived at Eric’s residence, Eric suddenly broke the silence.
“Go to the hospital.”
Mitchell frowned. “Are you going to see Derek Norton? I can just call the hospital.”
Eric glanced at Mitchell with a dark gaze and suddenly laughed, which scared Mitchell.
“I’m going to see Chance.”
Mitchell wanted to bite off his tongue.
Although Chance did not go to school for a long time, they hired a private tutor to teach Chance in the ward.
Coupled with the maid’s care, Chance’s suite was not deserted.
Chance was almost fully recovered. However, the hospital did not dare discharge him immediately just in case there were any complications.
After all, this high-end ward was well-equipped with all kinds of medical devices, and Chance could stay as long as he wanted.
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