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Chapter 297
Melanie looked in the mirror at herself, hooked her lips diagonally, and smiled fiercely. She then proceeded to the
police station.
In the police station, Bella was staring blankly at the ceiling, as if she had lost her soul.
Since she was a recent graduate and was blessed with opportunities in the entertainment industry, she had never
had to deal with the police. Furthermore, she had recently been fired, so all of her self-proclaimed supporters had
deserted her. She was completely helpless at the time, and the police apprehended her for unknown reasons. She
was both terrified and disoriented.
She was leaning against the wall, shaking all over with tears streaming down her face. She kept muttering, "It
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtwasn't me. I really didn't do it."
She had never intended to frame Vania in the past, so how did this happen? She did not want to stay in jail because
she was afraid; she just wanted to be released.
However, who was capable of rescuing her? Bella sobbed even harder as she thought of her helplessness.
After a while, a police officer yelled angrily, "Bella Godwin, someone has come to pick you up. You are free to go."
Someone came to pick her up? She was stunned for a brief moment before looking at the officer with teary eyes.
When she saw that he had opened the door, she dashed over, delighted and surprised, asking, "Who? Who is here
to pick me up?"
It was impossible for her family to come and pick her up, so the first person who came to mind was Larry. He had
most likely not given up on her.
However, the police officer clearly didn't want to tell her, so he said impatiently, "Stop asking. You'll find out once
you get out. Hurry up and don't waste my time."
Bella was initially terrified, but after being reprimanded by the police officer, she became even more nervous. She
feared that he would become enraged and wouldn't let her leave, so she nodded quickly, saying, "I'm sorry. I'm at
fault. I'll follow you immediately."
She didn't care about anything once she found out she could leave; she simply followed the man and left without
questioning whether the police officer had lied to her or if it was a ruse to get her out of prison. Her greatest
temptation was to escape from prison. She might not even notice if the police betrayed her right now.
Bella became terrified and confused when she didn't see the person she was looking for when she arrived at the
police station's entrance. "Why isn't there anyone?"
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Didn't the police officer say someone had come to get her? Why wasn't there anyone? Bella looked around for a
while, becoming a little scared as she stared at the police officer with caution.
"They're outside the door. Go out on your own," the police officer said with a cold expression.
She looked at the door, then at the police officer. When she was about to speak, she saw the man turn around and
leave with a mocking expression on his face. He snarled, "I've never seen such a dawdling prisoner."
Bella's brow furrowed tightly as she heard his words. She had no choice but to walk out of the police station
carefully. As soon as she exited the station, she saw an extremely luxurious car she had never seen before.
Who was in the vehicle?
She made an attempt to walk toward the car. Before she could see who was in the car, the window rolled down,
revealing a very familiar face that brought her to a halt in surprise. "Why are you here?" she asked. What brought
Melanie here?
Melanie, who was in the car, turned to face Bella before responding arrogantly, "Of course it's me. Who else do you
think it is?"