True Fated Marriage novel Chapter 1697

Hearing that, Sinclair's face fell again as he stared in fright at the door.

After hanging up the phone, Alex stood next to Heinz and said to Sinclair while he narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Mr. Stone, the Interpol is here for you. In fact, they have been keeping tabs on you for a while now. Unfortunately, you just didn't notice it. You have had some good days, now let's just treat that as a consolation for the freedom that you're about to lose soon. You might not be able to enjoy such good days anymore."

"No." Sinclair shook his head. He subconsciously wanted to run away.

Yet, at that moment, the door opened.

Three men walked in. They were all tall and their expressions were icy. They nodded lightly at Heinz and Alex upon seeing them.

"Mr. Jones, thank you for your work," the leader of the pack said with a smile as he extended his hand to Heinz.

Heinz shook hands with him and said, "Dylan, I'm just doing what I should do."

"If it wasn't for you, we wouldn't be able to extradite him this fast. Of course, we do hope he will cooperate with us, otherwise the extradition will be our last resort," Dylan said.

Dylan seemed to be in his early fifties. He had a tall build, a sharp gaze and a handsome face.

The two shook hands.

Heinz smiled and said, "You're welcome. I'm also fulfilling my wish to help in capturing them. You can say I'm doing this for myself."

"Mr. Jones, you're too modest." Dylan smiled again and looked at Sinclair, showing his identity card. "Sinclair Stone, you are under arrest."

"No, no, this is England. You have no right to arrest me." Sinclair stepped back, his face as pale as a ghost. "You can't do this to me. I did not commit a crime."

Looking at Sinclair, Heinz smiled and said, "Dylan, I'll hand Sinclair over to you then. I still have Cindy to meet."

Dylan immediately said, "Mr. Jones, Cindy is extremely cunning. Don't alert her."

"Don't worry. I will cooperate with the plan we made this morning. I will work with you." Heinz gave Dylan a reassuring smile.

"All right then, I'll be waiting for your good news,"

Dylan said with a smile.

Heinz turned and was about to leave.

Sinclair shouted in fright, "Heinz... Mr. Jones, my in-law, you can't just leave like this."

Heinz frowned.

He felt disgusted upon hearing the word 'in-law'.

He was annoyed.

Sinclair rushed forward to Heinz, but he was stopped by two subordinates brought by Dylan. "Sinclair, do you want to turn yourself in and come back with us, or do you want to be extradited after having to work with the England police?"

Sinclair was dumbfounded.

"Think about it carefully. If you want to trouble the England police, we can cooperate with you. However, once you return to your country, you will have to face your punishment on your own. If you choose to cooperate with us, it will at least reflect better on your attitude." one of the police officers reminded him.

Sinclair's way was blocked, and he could only watch Heinz's figure disappear in front of him.

Alex left with Heinz.

The sunlight outside was warm, yet he had a bad feeling that he would never get to see such warm sunlight ever again.

He felt weak suddenly and sat down on the ground.

Dylan glanced sharply at Sinclair and said, "I'll give you five minutes. Think about it carefully. If you turn yourself in, we can take you back for the investigation. If you want to resist us, we will have to go through with the extradition."

With his hands placed on top of his head, Sinclair rubbed his hair forcefully and asked in a muffled voice, "If I go back, how many years will I be sentenced to?"

"It depends on what the court decides. Our words don't mean a thing," Dylan said.

"No, I just want to know. According to your experience, how long will I be sentenced?" Sinclair asked persistently.

Dylan paused for a moment and said, "No less than seven years."

Sinclair was startled. "Seven years?"

"If you cooperate well, you will still get to be free and lead a decent life after being released," Dylan said again.

Sinclair hesitated for a while and gritted his teeth. "I'll surrender. Fine, I'll turn myself in."

He decided to surrender since there wasn't any way to run away from that.