CHAPTER 393: 214 QUICK BATTLE, QUICK DECISION_5

The police were privately discussing the case, and she could even sense the unusual looks from the female officers directed at her.

Charlotte Miller felt as if she had been stripped naked and thrown onto the street, open to everyone’s judgment and critique; it felt utterly terrible.

She wanted to leave here, to wash away the smell of blood and the scent left by that man.

She never wanted to experience being examined by a doctor again, even if it was a female doctor.

When that thing like a large clamp opened her body, Charlotte felt so ashamed and angry that she almost wished she were dead.

But rather than die, she wanted to clear her name, and then live her life freely and innocently.

Thinking about everything that happened in the past ten hours, Charlotte’s body shook uncontrollably, biting her lips hard to restrain herself.

She truly wanted to pounce and bite Atlas Hallow’s neck until he bled profusely, so he could also taste the pain.

"I want to leave here, leave immediately..." Charlotte was already on the brink of collapse, with the terrible image of Hailey Hill’s death flashing in her mind, that gray face appearing right before her.

She almost pleaded in the most humble manner; if Atlas Hallow still had any regard for their brief past connection, he surely couldn’t refuse her.

Because she was not asking him to cover up the crime, just to speak the truth; Atlas should know, she wasn’t the one who killed this person.

Seeing Charlotte’s reddening eyes, the pain in Atlas Hallow grew more intense, like an overwhelming tide.

He even felt as if he were suffocating—it was his fault for not protecting Charlotte well.

Drinking too much in the yard of Mr. Ji Wu, maybe thinking he wouldn’t get drunk on red wine, he drank a bottle of vodka; otherwise, things wouldn’t be like this.

Just as he was holding Charlotte’s hand, wanting to tell her to wait while he went through the procedure, he suddenly felt a different sort of murderous intent from behind him.

At the doorway stood a man, illuminated by the moonlight outlining his figure, cold and fierce, yet exuding an arrogant and untamed recklessness.

"Oliver Baird?" Atlas Hallow stood up; he knew Oliver would return to the country, but didn’t expect him to move so quickly.

"Charlotte, I’ve already settled the bail procedure; you should come with me..." He had actually returned three hours earlier and, neglecting his brother’s issues, dealt with Charlotte’s case first.

Because upon detailed analysis, the flaws were numerous, and he’d indeed leveraged some connections.

To verify whether Charlotte’s statements were true was simple; with the heavenly eye system now available, he’d just matched possible timelines and routes, capturing video from those sections, coincidentally showing Atlas driving into East Town.

There was also footage of a car entering the crime scene half an hour before the alarm was raised, inside which they found some suspicious clues; though Charlotte was still somewhat suspect, she was eligible for bail.

Oliver Baird returned with his lawyer, without even Axel Lee knowing.

Charlotte’s lips quivered; the change was too fast, almost theatrical, she could hardly believe it.

Her legs went numb, and just as she tried to stand, her body softened, nearly collapsing to the ground.

Atlas Hallow quickly supported Charlotte, but she gently pushed him away.

Was it truly destined for her and Atlas never to entangle? So, Oliver appeared at this moment?

"If my brother did something untoward, I would discipline him myself; President Hallow, you’re overly concerned." Oliver coldly looked at Atlas Hallow, speaking without leniency.

"But, but Mr. Baird, the procedure isn’t effective until nine o’clock tomorrow morning." Normally legal procedures are processed after work begins, so the document states nine o’clock.

Taking the person now, with no sight of them in surveillance, who is responsible should something happen? Though the documents are complete.

Oliver coolly glanced at the pursuing officer, his eyes alluring and proud as the brightest sun in the sky: "If there’s a problem, have your chief come deal with me. The bail papers are already on your desk; I must take her away tonight."

"She belongs to me..." Atlas Hallow watched Charlotte struggling to walk toward Oliver, and the fire in his chest was instantly ignited.