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Stop It She's Remarrying by Stellar Strands

Chapter 801
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Chapter 801

Kent said, “I’m telling you, sometimes you cannot simply believe what you see. If it were not for my intuition of

danger, the one lying on the ground and struggling for air would be me. By the time the police arrive, I’m afraid

that my body will have already turned cold!”

The police nodded repeatedly. “We apologize for our attitude just now. We’ll have to trouble you to follow us back to

the station to take your testimony.”

“Sure, but can I bring my computer along?” Kent said.

The police nodded. “Of course.”

But even in the police car, Kent was not idle. His hands flitted across the keypad, working hard to investigate Peter.

The police looked at him and felt that their first impression of him was really a mistake.

This rich heir was really hardworking! He was not even willing to let a single minute or second go to waste.

“Mr. Gilbert, with the footage on hand, he will not be able to escape punishment for his crime. Just go back home

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without worry.” Officer Wilfred Thomas sent Kent away from the police

station.

Kent had already given his testimony and was a little listless, but when he glanced at Wilfred’s name tag, he

instantly became lively.

“Officer, your family name is Thomas? How are you related to Britney’s family?”

Wilfred was a little stunned. “We are distant relatives, but we rarely interact.”

“Have you seen Britney before?”

“I’ve met Britney and Barbara, but we have not been in touch for many years.”

Kent nodded. “Are you busy now? Can I treat you to some food and have a chat?”

Wilfred asked guardedly, “What do you wish to discuss with me?”

“I just simply want to chat about the Thomas sisters! It’s like this, my mom has been urging me to find a partner

and get married and she keeps saying that both of them are good

candidates. However, I have never interacted with them and want to know more about them.” Kent had a serious,

sincere look.

Wilfred thought about it. “I don’t know much. Mostly matters of the past. Everyone has grown up. I have not

interacted with them at all.”

“No matter how much a person changes, they can’t change that much from when they were young. There would

still be a shadow of their younger selves.” Kent hooked his arm around Wilfred’s shoulder as if they were best

buddies. “Just treat it as doing something good to help me. If I find a good partner, I’ll give you a pennant!”

Wilfred responded, “I’m really not close with them though. The last time Britney and Mr. Maxwell’s wife had a

disagreement, Britney did not even recognise me.”

“It’s fine. Just chat about when they were young. Just treat it like small talk.”

Kent pulled Wilfred along to a nearby restaurant that was quite fancy.

Wilfred, who was only an employee, had never been to such a nice restaurant. Furthermore, Kent was very polite

and friendly and slowly he started talking about the Thomases.

Kent listened attentively, occasionally drinking drinks with low alcohol content. He was listening to the conversation

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when he suddenly looked at Wilfred.

“What did you just say?”

Wilfred asked, “What?” He had said so much, so he didn’t know what in particular Kent was referring to.

Kent asked, “Did you just say that Britney has a red mole on her butt?”

Wilfred nodded. “That’s right.”

“How do you know?”

“Mr. Gilbert, don’t misunderstand. When we were young, we used to play in the pool together. Her red mole was

bright and quite large. All of us saw it.”

“Where?” Kent stood up and pointed at his own butt.

Wilfred kindly used his hand to poke at the position an inch beneath his hip bone. “Right

here.”

“Scram!” Kent ruthlessly slapped Wilfred’s hand away. “Don’t take advantage of me!”

Wilfred was speechless. What kind of nonsense was this?

Kent took up a napkin and wiped the place he poked as he said with gritted teeth, “Who asked you to use your

hands? If other people see it, do you know how bad it would be?”

These words were coincidentally heard by Esme who was coming down from the higher floor. “Mr. Gilbert?” She

shouted, half of it from surprise.