Chapter 7

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The moment he finished speaking, my phone was unexpectedly snatched away.

Julian’s lawyer, Mr. Thorne, stood behind me, having recorded the entire exchange.

Mr. Thorne then took pictures of the photos on my phone, speaking calmly.

“Ms. Clark, unauthorized photography is illegal and can lead to detention.

“As for blackmail, it carries a sentence of up to three years.

“In severe cases, it can be three to ten years.”

He waved his own phone. “Witnesses, physical evidence – the proof is solid.”

“Ms. Clark, should I call the police, or would you prefer to come to the station with me?”

I was stunned, completely unable to react.

Julian looked at me with amusement. “What’s wrong, don’t you recognize me?”

His demeanor wasn’t a joke; he was serious about pressing charges.

If I really went to the police station, even if I wasn’t sentenced for three to five years, I’d at least be detained for a few days.

But my dad’s condition was unstable now; I couldn't be away even for a day.

My bravado instantly withered. “I… I was just talking.”

The smile vanished from Julian’s face, his gaze burning into me.

“Chloe, adults always have to pay the price for every word they’ve spoken.”

I knew he was talking about the things I’d said years ago.

I’d said I wanted to be with him, I’d said I loved him.

Then later, I’d said thank you, and I’m sorry.

Julian left with Tiffany in his car, and his lawyer stopped me.

Mr. Thorne called the police, and before long, I was taken to the station.

Julian accused me of two crimes.

One was illegal photography, the other was blackmail.

The blackmail charge would await verification and judgment.

As for illegal photography, the police department gave me five days of detention.

That evening, confined in the detention room, I finally lost my composure.

My dad was alone at home, unable to reach me.

If he had a medical emergency, no one would be there to help him.

I could only plead with the police, my voice thick with tears, “Please, could you help me contact Julian?

“I can explain. My dad is home alone, and he’s not well. I’m scared something might happen.”

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