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Chapter 496 A Pleasant Surprise

“Alright, Miss Shelton.” The man quickly retreated after Florence’s admonition.

After he had left, Florence vented her frustration by smashing several tea cups but found no relief for her discomfort.

After some deliberation, she realized she couldn’t continue suppressing her anger and needed an outlet.

At the residence of the Kins Family in Northland.

Fanny was also awakened early by a nightmare.

She found herself drenched in sweat upon waking.

The first thing she did was check the time. Then, she hesitated whether to call Christopher first or find Jonathan to confirm their return to Riverdon.

After all, today marked the deadline Christopher had given her.

However, the day had just begun, and Joseph had returned the previous night. They were waiting only for Jonathan’s return to discuss their plans to return to Riverdon.

As she deliberated, a phone call came in.

She hesitated for a moment before answering, her heart freezing instantly.

It was a call from Kaydron.NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

Instinctively, she considered declining it. After all, she had already deleted all the photos of herself from Kaydron’s phone last night. So, she had no reason to care about his affairs now, especially when he should be busy with Angela’s abduction.

Last night, Kaydron had boasted about succeeding in kidnapping Angela this time.

Thinking of Kaydron’s confident assurances last night, she hesitated for a moment but still answered the call.

She was eager to see Angela in a miserable state.

As soon as the call connected, Kaydron’s voice came through, “Fanny, come quickly to the police station where we went last time.”

Fanny was stunned for a moment and felt an urge to end the call immediately.

How could she forget that even if Kaydron successfully kidnapped Angela, he probably wouldn’t be able to escape. She shouldn’t continue to associate with Kaydron at this time.

However, she refrained from severing ties explicitly, fearing retaliation in the form of slander.

“I got it.” Fanny replied, striving for a composed tone but refraining from explicit agreement.

Kaydron breathed a sigh of relief, assuming Fanny would come. Seeing the police still monitoring him, he kept his words brief and simply said, “You hurry up and come,” before ending the call.

After the call ended, he turned to the police officer and inquired cautiously, “Sir, this isn’t a major issue, right?”

He had been detained but bailed out by Fanny with just one visit last time. This time, he requested to contact Fanny before facing detention again.

He assumed it wasn’t a big deal this time, despite bringing more people along. After all, he hadn’t harmed Angela in any way.

The police officer regarded him stoically and retorted, “Do you believe this isn’t serious? I don’t think you realize the seriousness of the situation.”

“Huh?” Kaydron was confused.

The police officer confiscated his phone and pointed behind him. “Your call is over. Go squat over there with them.”

He gestured toward a group of people squatting there. Each of them looked a bit disheveled, with ropes binding them together.

“Alright, Sir.” Kaydron didn’t dare to protest and quickly squatted down beside them with a forced smile.

He felt a growing unease as he recalled the police officer’s stern gaze.

He didn’t know if it was his imagination, but he felt that the way the police looked at him this time was different from last time.

Soon, he realized it wasn’t his imagination.

When the police brought several bags of white crystalline substances, Kaydron’s eyelids twitched involuntarily.

“Whose are these?” the police officer asked.

Chapter 496 A Pleasant Surprise

Everyone, including Kaydron, looked up. Then, he shook his head subconsciously.

But as soon as he shook his head, someone nearby suddenly said, “It’s Mr. Reed’s.

Kaydron instantly felt a chill down his spine, and his face turned pale as he denied it. “It’s not mine. It’s not mine.”

Even if he lacked common sense, the severe look in the police officer’s eyes, the deliberate way the packets were handled with gloves, and the innocuous yet vaguely dangerous appearance of the substance made him realize it was drugs.

He kept trying to distance himself from it. When the person beside him said it was his, he quickly grabbed his collar and asked, “What nonsense are you spouting? Are you sure they’re mine? Or are you fabricating accusations?”

“Ah.” The man winced as Kaydron tightened his grip but persisted, “They’re yours, Mr. Reed. I clearly saw them fall from you.”

The others chimed in, “It must be Mr. Reed’s. Apart from him, nobody else here could afford such a quantity.”

It was practically saying the word “drugs” out loud.

Kaydron felt the world spin around him. He angrily shouted, “Are you trying to frame me?”

After shouting, he realized it was futile and quickly said, “Sir, please believe me. It’s not mine. I can take a blood test. I never touch this stuff. I’ve never seen it before.”

The police officer glanced at him and surveyed the others. “Don’t worry. There are fingerprints on the packaging. The fingerprints on it have already been extracted. We need each of you to cooperate and provide your fingerprints for comparison.”

Upon hearing that fingerprints were on the packaging, Kaydron breathed a sigh of relief. “I’ll do it. I’ll be the first to do it.”

He didn’t want to be involved with this thing in any way. Looking at the quantity the police were holding, he could imagine being sentenced to at least ten years for possessing it.

They all cooperated one by one to provide their fingerprints, which were then compared by professional personnel.

The final result shocked Kaydron greatly.

When he was taken out alone, his nerves were extremely tense.

But he still comforted himself, thinking maybe Fanny had arrived and the police were going to release him on her bail request.

However, his hopes shattered as he was taken into another room that looked even more secure and tightly guarded.

As the police prepared to depart, Kaydron’s psychological defense collapsed instantly. He grabbed the iron railing and asked, “Why are you locking me up here alone?”

“The fingerprints on the packaging match yours. You’re waiting here for the results.” The police said and left, leaving him alone in the disheveled room.

“It’s not me. I’m innocent,” Kaydron shouted from inside.

The police stopped and reassured him. “Someone will interview you later for further details. You can protest then, but the fingerprints on the packaging do match yours.”

With that, the police left, leaving Kaydron alone in despair.

The police saw a distinguished–looking man standing outside the detention area. It was Yarrison, who had already been to the police station to cooperate with the investigation along with his bodyguards.

“Mr. Holland, this case is no longer a simple kidnapping or brawl. We found drugs in the vehicle of the suspect Kaydron, so his sentence will be different from what was previously stated.”

Yarrison smiled and said, “Well. That’s a pleasant surprise. My client also doesn’t want him to come out and cause trouble again.”