Chapter 553
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Penelope had a pretty good idea of what was going on between the three of them. All she could say was, the guy getting beaten had it rough, but none of it was her business.
Since they had both driven, she and Michael parted ways in the parking lot.
Michael drove off first. Penelope got into her car, and just as she was about to leave, a police car suddenly pulled up in front of her.
Two officers got out and hurried toward the brawl.
Penelope waited in her car for a while, but she got bored and decided to get out too. “Alright, why were you hitting him p>
The police had a hard time separating the attacker from the victim. The attacker, tired from the fight, casually sat on the hood of a nearby sports car, sweeping his bangs back to reveal a clean, handsome face.
It was a stark contrast to the sleazy, peacock-like vibe he’d given off in the bar. Now, his violent energy hadn’t quite subsided. His eyes were dark and heavy with a grim light, and his lips were pulled into a deeply mocking smirk.
Even facing the police, he showed no restraint.
“Officers, you’d better get your facts straight. He started it p>
The officers were a bit stunned by that. They looked at the victim, who was still on the ground, his face bruised and swollen. He seemed to have other injuries too, wincing in pain.
The woman with him was crying, looking at him helplessly.
“Honey, are you okay? Honey, just hang in there, the ambulance is on its way. Honey, I… I was wrong, I’ll never do it again p>
“Then why did he hit you first?” an officer asked the man again.
The man scoffed. “Shouldn’t you be asking him that p>
The officer paused, then had no choice but to go ask the victim.
The man was seething with rage. He first pointed at his attacker, but when the man shot him a look-a smiling one, yet it sent shivers down his spine-he flinched. He didn’t dare point at him again, so he turned and slapped the woman in front of him.
“She… she was cheating on me with another man p>
The officers were taken aback, partly understanding and partly confused. One pointed at the woman, then at the attacker. “So, she and him p>
“I caught them red-handed! Their clothes were already off p>
“So you got angry and hit him p>
“I didn’t even land a punch before he… beat me up like this p>
The man grew even angrier as he spoke, slamming his fist on the ground.
The police couldn’t help but feel a little sympathy for him. When they walked back to the attacker, still casually perched on the car hood, their expressions had hardened.
“Do you have anything to add to what this gentleman has said p>
The attacker shrugged. “I have nothing to add p>
“Then you’ll be coming with us to the station p>
“He hit me first. Am I not allowed to fight back p>
“He didn’t actually hit you p>
“So I have to take a beating before I’m allowed to defend myself p>
“But you were messing around with his wife first p>
“It was consensual. Is that a crime p>
“It’s immoral p>
“Heh, so the police handle immorality on top of actual crimes now p>
The man was unbelievably arrogant. After shutting down the officer, he whistled at the woman.
The woman quickly averted her gaze, while her husband, unable to contain himself, cursed the man for being shameless.
The man nodded, actually agreeing with the assessment.
“Your wife has a great body,
especially her ass. Felt amazing.
And she’s a real firecracker, couldn’t keep her hands off me, wanted.
drain me dry.” The man licked his
lower lip as if savoring the memory
then tilted his head to look at the woman again. “Hey, wantto exchange numbers p>
The woman actually seemed a little but her husband was so
tempted
enraged he looked like he was about to cough up blood.
“You… You’ll get what’s coming to you p>
The attacker roared with laughter. “You can pray to God to strike me down with lightning right now p>