Chapter 220 A Deep Kiss Like a Seal
Chapter 220 A Deep Kiss Like a Seal
A kiss landed on her lips.
Jessica, unaware in her sleep, only felt her body gradually heating up, getting hotter and hotter, almost suffocating, as if she were being tightly embraced, bound by strong arms.
Until Gabriel's breath swept through her teeth, she let out a soft, uncomfortable moan.
Gabriel, on top of her, tensed up at her moan.
A deep kiss, almost like a seal, was pressed upon her lips.
It gradually deepened.
The temperature of her cheeks and body instinctively rose higher and higher. Gabriel seemed to force himself to calm down for a moment, but finally had to get up and step back to avoid completely losing control.
Jessica's collar was slightly open, and she turned over in a daze, continuing to sleep.
A faint red mark on her neck was barely visible, but she was unaware.
As for the police station Sunshine Bay City, as it was in the tourist area, it wasn't large, despite being fully equipped. Since it usually dealt with robbery and theft cases and unlike big cities where leaders often conducted inspections, the environment inside was quite average.
Especially in the interrogation room, amidst the chaos, Milton sat there, wearing shiny handcuffs, remaining silent and unresponsive to any questions. The redness around his eyes and the injuries on his face were still very evident.
When Gabriel appeared at the police station, several officers hurriedly tried to tidy up, but he had already walked in.
In the interrogation room, he stood half-turned at the door, his tall and upright figure, clean and stern face forming a stark contrast with the messy room and the disheveled suspect.
The police continued with the interrogation, "You better start talking. Your situation is very serious, almost equivalent to attempted murder. Who did you borrow the car from? Where did you get the tools of crime from, both in the car and on your person? What's your relationship with Jessica? Why did you pretend to be a driver and try to kill her?"
Milton still didn't speak, but when he heard the respectful conversation at the door, but he turned his gaze towards the door when he hearing the respectful voices of the officers greeting someone..
Upon seeing the cold man in the black trench coat, Milton's previously silent and grim face suddenly twitched. He didn't know how Jessica had such a man protecting her, but it was clear that with this man around, it would be tough for Jessica to escape the safety zone..
Gabriel glanced indifferently at Milton. The two police officers in the room exchanged glances, knowing from the chief and Wayne earlier in the afternoon who this man was, so they naturally didn't dare to treat him as an outsider and drive him away.
"Is there surveillance in the interrogation room?" Gabriel's icy gaze swept towards the two officers.
The chief of Sunshine Bay City Police Station immediately stepped forward and said, "As long as Mr. Harriman needs it, the surveillance can be cut off at any time."
"Wayne." Gabriel took off his trench coat, lowered his head, and slowly rolled up his shirt sleeves. "Please ask the two officers to leave."
Wayne, seemingly used to this, walked in, nodded to the two bewildered officers, and made a gesture for them to leave. The two officers looked at the chief outside the door, then quickly got up and left.
After everyone had left, Wayne also hurriedly walked out.
Gabriel said calmly, "Close the door."
Wayne raised his hand and closed the door, cutting off the view of the officers and the chief outside.
It was dark in the interrogation room, with only two desk lamps on the table in front. The red dot representing the surveillance camera in the corner suddenly disappeared. The tall and upright Gabriel walked in, and Milton, secretly alarmed, showed an increasingly cracked expression of stubborn silence.
"What are you going to do?"
"Your father is about to be released from prison. Do you want to take his place?" Gabriel sneered coldly, his voice dripping with icy mockery. "What's the point of that? How about I arrange for another 50 years in prison for you both, then you'll never breathe free air again?"
Milton's face turned pale. "Who are you? How do you know? What right do you have to meddle in our family affairs? What is Jessica to you?"
Gabriel's lips curled without emotion. "The woman I love has been tormented by the shadow of you and your father for five years. Do you think I'll let you off?"
Milton felt a chill in his heart and hurriedly said, "Let me tell you, Jessica is not clean at all! Years ago, her father kicked her out because of her chaotic private life! Don't be blind and fall for such a woman; helping her is not worth it! She's been ruined by men long ago!"
Gabriel kicked him in the chest. It seemed like a casual lift of the leg, but it carried immense force. Milton, handcuffed and seated, couldn't avoid the kick to his chest, and a mouthful of spittle sprayed out as he and the chair toppled to the ground.
Gabriel walked step by step towards the fallen Milton.
"Now.
"Tell me.
"Which hand did you use to scratch her arm?
"Which hand did you use to injure her head?
Twenty minutes later, Gabriel left the interrogation room.
Several officers hurried in, only to find themselves staring at each other in disbleief upon seeing the scene inside.
Wayne also took a look and fell silent.
He had heard from Landon that Gabriel had been more composed and patient since returning to the country. Even when Simon had plotted against him and even tried to kill him, Gabriel hadn't laid a finger on him.
However, after Simon was sent to the U.S. to reunite with his son, there had been no news of them. Whether they were dead or alive, probably only Michael and those who had been with Gabriel in the U.S. knew. No one else in the Harriman Group had any idea.
Gabriel was truly angry today.
"Mr. Harriman, they'll transfer him to the city police station tomorrow," Wayne said, handing over a pack of disinfectant wipes, even though Gabriel's hands were clean. He quickly offered the wipes anyway.
Gabriel didn't take them. With one hand in his pocket, his gaze was clear and indifferent, his voice extremely cold. "Contact Landon and keep a close watch on the one about to be released."
Wayne had already contacted Landon earlier and understood the situation. He nodded. "Understood."
In Xyleria City, Landon's car stopped in front of the Xyleria Department of Corrections and Justice. After hanging up, he got out and walked in.
"Mr. Adams, hello. I am Landon, special assistant to the CEO of Harriman Group. Here is my business card."
"Frankly, regarding the case of Stanley's reduced sentence and imminent release, Mr. Harriman is very interested. I heard you approved the reduction application. Mr. Harriman will be back next week and would like to schedule a meeting with you."
Willard Adams took the business card and looked shocked upon hearing about the meeting with Mr. Harriman. Landon continued coldly, "I hope you'll carefully consider whether the person should be released. Otherwise, is a great trouble arise in the future, I'm afraid no one will be able to protect you."
