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Marcus cleared his throat, so Fredric hastily closed his mouth and concentrated on driving.
Cordelia called out to him in a low voice, “Honey, I didn’t tell them anything other than denying the
claim. They got upset and told me that I should think about you and confess to the crime.”
“What did you say?”
“I just kept silent…” replied Cordelia, her face pale but her eyes filled with resolution.
Marcus’ heart skipped a beat. He rubbed her hair and swore in his heart that he would protect her no
matter what.
If it were other women, they would have confessed everything to the interrogator due to their fear.
However, beneath Cordelia’s frail figure was a tough soul. She would never admit it if she did not do
something, even if she was held at gunpoint.
A smile appeared at the corner of Marcus’ lips as he found that they had a lot in common. Just like the
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtphrase said, “birds of the same feather flock together”.
“Well, you did a good job,” commented Fredric. “You should keep as quiet as possible and leave the
rest to the lawyers. It will save you a lot of trouble!”
Cordelia leaned on Marcus’ shoulders. The road was bumpy, and the car rocked from side to side. She
had been locked in the interrogation room all day and day. She was highly tense, and now that she was
finally safe, she relaxed and soon fell asleep.
Marcus patted Fredric and told him to slow down a bit. After that, he secured the woman tightly in his
arms.
Cordelia did not wake up even after arriving at their house. Marcus carried her into their house and put
her on the bed. He gently and slowly helped her to take off her clothes and tucked her into her bed.
After ascertaining there was nothing in the room, he came out.
Fredric let out a sigh as he threw himself on the couch in the living room.
“Boss,” he said, caught between tears and laughter. “It has been a long while since I last came to your
house. But since your wife is sleeping, I guess we can’t talk too loudly now.”
Marcus’ face sank. He sat on the couch and looked fixedly at Fredric.
“How are we going to solve this?”
“The best solution is to have Cordelia pay for her company’s losses to minimize the damage.”
Marcus glared at him coldly.
“This is your solution? And you call yourself a lawyer?”
Fredric said, “Z, it won’t do Cordelia any good for her to go toe-to-toe with her company. Although
Bowfest isn’t a big corporation, you shouldn’t look down on them either. They have quite some
influence in Jangasas, and if word gets out, no company will want her anymore.
“Let’s take a step back and look at the bigger picture. Even if she’s able to get her name cleared by
law, she won’t be able to get the energy and time back that she spent on the lawsuit. What will other
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmemployers think of her if she applies for a job in the future? Have you thought about all this?
Fredric patted his shoulder and continued. “Z, just take this as a lesson. After this incident, I’m sure she
won’t trust other people so easily.”
“Hmph!” Marcus snorted lightly. “There’s no way she could have escaped from it if people tried to set
her up.”
“So what do you want to do?”
Marcus lit up a cigarette and took a drag.
When he was in the Hamertons, he did everything he could to protect himself from Matthew, but what
happened in the end? He nearly died in Matthew’s hands.
He would never let his woman experience the same thing he had experienced before.
“In any case, I won’t let Cordelia be other people’s scapegoat,” said Marcus, his voice firm.
“Not only will I clear my wife’s name, but I also want all those who set her up to get out of Jangasas for
the rest of their life!”
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