Chapter 172 Carbon Monoxide Poisoning
Her body turned slightly red from the constant washing. Sophia stared at her mature yet not aging body. In a mix of shame and anger, she scrubbed her breasts harder. The more force she used, the firmer they became, and the desire in her vagina grew stronger.
She dried herself off, went back to the bedroom, grabbed a vibrator from the bedside table, and brought herself to the peak of pleasure.
While she was in the middle of it, Henry came home. He vaguely heard Sophia's moans from the bedroom, and his penis started trembling uncontrollably.
He stripped off his clothes and greedily sucked on Sophia's sweet red lips, the fragrance from her nose tip arousing every cell in his body.
The next afternoon, the police, driving a patrol car, picked up the freshly discharged Anna and headed to Emma's residence.
Emma was at home, and when she heard the sirens outside, a confident smile involuntarily appeared on her lips. She gracefully adjusted her clothes and then walked to the door, opening it.
As soon as the door opened, before the police could speak, Anna stepped forward and stood in front of Emma, commanding arrogantly, "Isabella! Didn't expect this, did you? Today, I'm going to make sure you end up in jail!"
Saying this, Anna reached out to grab Emma's collar. Emma stepped back, causing Anna to miss and almost hit the doorframe.
Anna was furious. "Isabella, you're messing with me!"
Emma smirked, shaking her head lightly, and explained, "How am I messing with you? Don't falsely accuse me; I didn't even touch you."
Emma pointed to the camera above the doorframe. "Everything you do is being recorded. Don't think you can get away with anything."
Anna glanced at the camera, which was clearly working, and unwilling to leave evidence, she backed down. Though she refrained from physical action, her words remained harsh.
"You little bitch, so what if there's a camera? Today, I'm taking you away through official channels!" Anna waved her hand, and the police behind her presented the arrest warrant, demanding Emma cooperate with the investigation.
Anna waved her hand again, and the police obediently stepped back behind her. Emma found the police's behavior somewhat incongruous.
Why were they following Anna's orders so closely?
As far as she knew, the Stuart family had no connections in the military or police. Had something changed without her knowledge? This needed thorough investigation.
Anna leaned close to Emma's ear and whispered, "Aren't you seeking justice for Emma? Aren't you on her side? I'm giving you this chance. Go experience her life in prison."
A wicked smile spread across Anna's face, making her look especially terrifying.
Instead of being intimidated by Anna's words, Emma smiled and pointed to the camera again. "You do realize, don't you, that modern cameras have very advanced technology and can pick up even the smallest sounds? Do you think George would enjoy hearing you talk to me like this? He's completely on my side now. And one last thing, you won't be taking me away today."
"Bitch! Even at death's door, you dare to bluff!" Anna, enraged and humiliated, shouted at the police behind her, "What are you all standing around for? Take this bitch away! I want this murderer to spend the rest of her life in prison!"
At Anna's command, three police officers immediately stepped forward and surrounded Emma. "Ms. Taylor, please cooperate."
"Alright, could you give me five minutes to change my clothes?" Emma was in her loungewear, and this request was reasonable, leaving the police no grounds to refuse. To prevent Emma from escaping, two officers stood guard at the front door and the dressing room door.
Anna, still uneasy, followed Emma into the dressing room, eyeing the countless expensive jewels in the room, which were worth far more than her own collection.
There were even some rare antique jewels that Anna had seen at auctions but couldn't afford. She never expected them to end up in Emma's possession.
Anna grew increasingly envious. Why did this woman get all the good things? She was determined to utterly destroy Emma and make her beg for mercy on her knees.
Emma ignored Anna's hostile expression. She pulled the curtain and began changing clothes. She didn't intend to stall for time and quickly finished changing.
As she placed her loungewear into the laundry basket, Emma casually remarked, "Ms. Stuart, are you sure you want to take me away today? It's not too late to change your mind."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Anna was initially puzzled, then her face lit up with a smile. "You've always been so calm, haven't you? What, afraid now? But it's too late! You shouldn't have crossed me!"
Emma sighed. "Alright, since you're so determined, let's count down together."
She looked at her watch, then began to count aloud. "Three, two, one!"
At that moment, the rumble of military vehicles could be heard in the distance.
Shortly after, several military vehicles swiftly arrived at Emma's doorstep. Soldiers from a special forces unit quickly disembarked, forming a neat and imposing line.
The police officers guarding the door were bewildered, but it was clear from the situation that the military personnel were not just passing by; they were here for a purpose.
The oldest police officer stepped forward to negotiate.
"We're here to investigate a murder case. May I ask what your business is?"
"Isabella Taylor is under our protection. Do not interfere with our operation. Please withdraw immediately!" A spirited female officer stepped forward, issuing a command to the police without any hesitation.
The police officers exchanged confused glances. What was going on?
"She is suspected of murder. We have the proper procedures and must take her away today," the police officer said, stepping forward and drawing his baton, ready to confront the military officer.
The officer smiled slightly. "Overestimating yourself."
She didn't give the police officer time to react.
Her left hand shot out like lightning, precisely grabbing the police officer's wrist. With a swift twist, she threw him to the ground. Before the officer could react, he felt a sharp pain and found himself pinned to the ground, unable to move.
"Next," the officer coldly eyed the remaining two police officers.
She leaned forward slightly and quickly dashed forward. Her right hand struck like lightning, hitting the second police officer's jaw with such force that he lost consciousness instantly and collapsed to the ground.
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