NovelBookChapter 1005: "So what if the police chere? I only splashed her with a glass of orange juice. I didn't hit her. What can she do, putin jail?" Brenna said.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEllie smiled and gave her son a gentle nudge. "Patrick, don't you know who Brenna is? She is the daughter of the powerful Harper family. They will help her. Nothing bad will happen to her." Patrick grinned. "I believe you won't go to jail for this, Brenna. Still, people like this woman need to be put in their place, or they'll never stop making trouble." A laugh slipped out of Brenna. "How did you get so clever? I'm lucky to have powerful friends. Just watch—I'll make a call, and this will all be over." Patrick gave her...
With an enthusiastic thumbs-up, Patrick said, "That's what I'm talking about!" Wasting no time, Brenna dialed Darwin, explaining the entire matter right in front of Elsa.
Elsa stopped wiping the stains off her clothes and face, planning to let the police see how badly she was treated. She also called Ethan. “Ethan, someone splashed orange juice all overand humiliatedin public. Hurry over and helpnow, or she'll walk all over me!" At that very moment, Ethan was deep in talks with three vice presidents about acquiring shares of the Wilson Group in Norview. After answering Elsa's call and listening to her words, he frowned. "Mom, let my brother handle it. I'm in the middle of something important." Vanland's police prided themselves on their swift response, yet ten minutes had passed without a single officer arriving. Brenna had already finished her meal.
Without hesitation, she paid the bill and stepped outside with Ellie and Patrick. Before they could get far, Elsa appeared in front of them, arms crossed and attitude blazing. "You're not going anywhere. The police will be here soon, and they won't let you off so easily." Brenna met her glare with bored disdain. "You know where I live, don't you? I have more important matters than standing here waiting. If the police really want to speak to me, they can cto my home. And even if you don't know the address, your son does-he's been there plenty of times." She brushed past Elsa and left.
Elsa, seething, reached out to grab her, but Brenna peeled her fingers away and gave her a sharp shove. "You can't just let her leave like that! Do you hear me?" Elsa snapped at the nearest waiter. "My son Ethan is Shirie's richest man. He's globally famous for his wealth. Disobey me, and you'll regret it. No one defiesin this city." The waiter remained unmoved. Elsa, unused to being ignored, shoved him again. He frowned and said, "She paid her bill. That means she's free to go. I have no reason to stop her." Elsa could only watch as Brenna climbed into her car and drove off. She stood there awkwardly for another ten minutes, hoping the police would finally arrive-but no one came. Furious, she pulled out her phone and called the station again.
"This is not a criminal matter," the officer on the line said. “Your situation doesn't warrant police NO intervention. If you continue to m harass us, we may have to consider charges against you."
Elsa's face flushed red with rage. "Do you even know who I am? I'm famous, and my soy is the richest I my soris man in the world! I've been assaulted and humiliated! Why are you doing nothing? I'm filing a complaint. You'll be out of a job soon-just wait!"
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