Chapter 695 Aaron Unbuttoned His Shirt
"Jane Harvey, should I go with you or with them?"
Zephyr asked as he saw two officers preparing to take Benjamin back to the police station.
Jane glanced at him. "Go with whoever you want."
Zephyr nodded. "I'll go to the station with them to give my statement."
Obviously, he would go with someone else.
People with incompatible zodiac signs should stay apart as much as possible.
Zephyr got into his car and followed a police car away.
Jane watched the car leave and raised an eyebrow.
He saved Zephyr, and not even a thank you.
So rude!
In the warehouse, Frederick had knocked everyone to the ground. The burly men were lying on the floor, groaning in pain.
Curtis, hiding in a corner, relaxed and slumped to the ground, letting out a long sigh of relief.
Curtis was in excruciating pain, but at least he was alive.
Damn Jackson, once he got out, he would make sure to settle the score with Jackson!
A flash of malice appeared in Curtis's eyes.
Seeing Frederick walking over, his expression turned serious, and a hint of confusion crossed his eyes.
Curtis, enduring the pain, stood up. "Who are you?"
At that moment, Frederick was wearing an earpiece.
He raised his hand to adjust the earpiece and heard Aaron's voice.
"Tell him you're a police informant. Without you, he will be dead."
Frederick understood and repeated Aaron's words.
"I'm a police informant. Without me, you will be dead."
Curtis still felt a lingering fear from the recent events.
Jackson, that bastard, he would never forgive him!
"Was it Jackson Gordon who wanted to kill you?" Frederick asked again, as instructed by Aaron.
For now, he was just a parrot.
Curtis looked at Frederick, puzzled. "How do you know that?"
"Not only do I know Jackson Gordon wants to kill you, but I also know that the current Aaron is an imposter, Jackson Gordon in disguise."
Frederick repeated Aaron's words.
"You conspired to stage a car accident to murder the real Aaron, hoping to let Jackson Gordon take control of the Gordon Group and launder money for the Bilian Group."
Hearing this, Curtis's eyes flickered, and he denied it. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"You know exactly what I'm talking about!"
Frederick said, "Curtis, since I can tell you that the current Aaron is Jackson Gordon in disguise, it means I know more of the inside story. You should understand that life is fragile. If you don't want to die again, you'd better tell the police everything you know and seek leniency."
Curtis's eyes flickered, and he lowered his gaze, remaining silent.
Frederick listened to Aaron's voice on the phone and continued to parrot.
"Of course, even if you don't talk, your conspiracy will soon be exposed. Because the real Aaron is about to return. Right now, we're just giving you a chance to redeem yourself!"
Hearing this, Curtis suddenly looked up, a hint of disbelief in his eyes.
"Aaron isn't dead?"
Frederick said, "Of course, didn't you know? He's always had a guardian angel, so he's very lucky and always manages to escape danger. Of course, he's not dead!"
Curtis's face turned pale, whether from blood loss or fear.
He swallowed his dry throat, his body swayed, and he collapsed to the ground.
It was over!
Their carefully planned scheme was about to be exposed!
At this moment, Jane entered with two colleagues.
Seeing the mess on the ground, she cleared her throat. "Have you taken them all down?"
Given that Frederick was Nora's bodyguard, she decided to overlook the fact that Frederick had tied up Curtis earlier.
"Yes, Jane Harvey, Mr. Curtis wants to turn himself in," Frederick said.
Jane raised an eyebrow and looked at Curtis on the ground.
"Do you want to turn yourself in?"
Curtis slowly lifted his gaze, looking at Jane and then at Frederick.
When he met Frederick's sharp eyes, Curtis reluctantly nodded.
"Yes, I want to turn myself in. I want to report that the current president of the Gordon Group, Aaron, is an imposter!"
Meanwhile, on the other side.
Nora had a hard time getting the drunken Howard back home.
After settling him in his room, she received a call from Frederick.
"Dr. Smith, the situation has been resolved smoothly. Curtis has been captured and has truthfully confessed about Jackson."
Nora's eyes lit up. "That's great! Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. I ran into Jane at the warehouse. She caught the people Jackson sent to kill Curtis Romero."
Nora was a bit surprised.
"And she didn't do anything to you?"
"No, I'm already on my way back. She took Curtis back to the station. If all goes well, the police should be arresting Jackson soon."
Nora smiled. "That's good."
Finally, Jackson was going to face justice!
Aaron wouldn't have to be her secret lover anymore!
"By the way, does Aaron know?"
"Mr. Gordon has been informed."
"Good."
Nora hung up the phone and blinked.
Aaron already knew the news but hadn't called her.
Nora sat on the couch, thought for a moment, and dialed Aaron's number.
The call went through, but no one answered.
Strange.
Nora hung up and didn't call again.
She had spent the entire afternoon in surgery and had dinner at Richard's place in the evening. She was exhausted.
All Nora wanted now was a good soak in the bath.
So she grabbed some clean clothes and went into the bathroom. She filled the tub with water, sprinkled some rose petals, and then undressed and got into the tub.
The warm water instantly washed away her fatigue.
Nora closed her eyes and sighed comfortably.
In a good mood, she picked up her phone from the side, played some soft music, and continued her bath.
Nora had seen many TV shows where women listened to music and sipped red wine while bathing, which seemed very comfortable.
She thought she should try it too and pour herself a glass of red wine.
Thinking of that scene, Nora laughed out loud.
She was just a doctor, not one for such bourgeoisie tastes!
She decided to stick to a simple rose bath.
Lost in her thoughts, Nora listened to the music and soaked in the bath.
She was so relaxed that she didn't notice the bathroom door being gently pushed open and a figure entering.
The man was tall and lean, with a chiseled face adorned with a smile.
It was Aaron.
Aaron walked closer, his eyes darkening as he looked at Nora's naked body enveloped in the warm water.
At that moment, Nora had her eyes closed, a faint smile on her delicate face.
Her golden hair spread out on the water's surface, and her porcelain skin was faintly visible, making it hard for him to look away.
Aaron's long-standing yearning left him incapable of patience.
Without making a sound, Aaron raised his hand and unbuttoned his shirt, then his belt.
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