Chapter 374 It Was A Misunderstanding


    Fernanda gaped at Gorman, utterly dumbfounded by the sheer audacity of his words. It was as if shame simply


    didn''t exist in his world.


    Just as Gorman finished speaking, a figure stepped into the room.


    "Mr. Green," the neer greeted with practiced ease.


    It was Frederic ke, awyer whose reputation in Grester was second to none.


    Fernanda''s heart sank.


    This man was a legal powerhouse. Against him, her chances of winning were next to none.


    At that moment, Fernanda grasped the full reality-Gorman wasn''t just well- connected.


    He was ruthless, and he always made sure he had the upper hand.


    She couldn''t bring Gorman down-it had likely doomed her to a lifetime of his relentless torment. Peace would never be hers again.


    Within seconds, Fernanda steadied herself, forcing down her earlier panic.


    She inhaled deeply, avoiding the smug amusement in Gorman''s gaze, and smoothly shifted her approach. "I''m sorry, this was all a misunderstanding. My injury... it was my own carelessness."


    The officers exchanged nces. They all knew exactly who Gorman was.


    As the heir to the Green family, he had been stirring up trouble ever since his return.


    Now that they finally had a chance to hold him ountable, they weren''t about to let it slip through their


    fingers.


    "Mrs. Riley, we urge you to cooperate with our investigation and provide an urate ount of tonight''s events," an officer said firmly.


    But Fernanda had already made up her mind-she wasn''t suing Gorman.


    "I told you, it was a misunderstanding. What now? Are you trying to force a confession out of me?" Her to was sharp, defiant.


    With no solid grounds to proceed against Gorman, the police had no choice but to drop the case. The situation between him and Fernanda remained unresolved.


    Soon, Gorman was cleared to leave. Yet, he didn''t move. Instead, he gave hiswyer a subtle nod.


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    Frederic adjusted his sleeves, his voiceposed. "Officer, my client, Mr. Green, was the victim of an unprovoked attack Collin Riley trespassed into his home and assaulted him, causing significant injury He must


    be held ountable."


    One of Collin''s men immediately stepped forward. "Gorman started the fight! He had more people on his side. Mr. Riley only defended himself and he''s injured too!"


    Frederic remained unfazed. "So you''re confirming that Mr. Riley willingly confronted Mr. Green and engaged in


    a physical altercation?"


    The subordinate opened his mouth to argue but hesitated, realizing he had walked right into the trap.


    Collin, still seated, raised a hand slightly, his voice calm. "We''ll discuss this when mywyer arrives."


    Gorman scoffed, his smirkced with condescension. "Collin, be real-who do you think you are? You really believe some no-namewyer can save you? Frederic is the bestwyer in town. Do yourself a favor-admit you were wrong. Get on your knees and apologize, and maybe I''ll be generous enough to let this slide."


    Collin met his re with unwavering calm. "Not a chance."


    Gorman''s smirk faded, irritation flickering in his eyes. He let out a low sneer. "You just don''t get it, do you? Looks like I''ll have to make sure you end up in prison myself."


    He rose from his seat, his movements slow but deliberate. "I''ll let mywyer handle the rest."


    Pain throbbed through his body with every step-a brutal reminder of the fight. Right now, he needed a hospital.


    Otherwise, he would have stayed to witness Collin''s downfall firsthand.


    Just then, hurried footsteps echoed through the station.


    "Collin!" Linsey''s voice rang out, urgent and clear.


    Gorman froze mid-step, his expression shifting.


    A slow smirk tugged at his lips as he turned-only for it to vanish instantly. Linsey


    didn''t even nce his way. She ran straight to Collin.


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