Chapter 188: Stirring Up Trouble

Chapter 188: Chapter 188: Stirring Up Trouble

Jamie Ford saw Ethan Sterling’s face was expressionless, so he took it upon himself to block his path, lowering his voice to remind, "Chief Sterling has things to deal with right now. You’d better get inside and have the Prescott family’s youngest daughter come out and speak."

Timothy Prescott’s hand was brushed aside and he felt annoyed. Hearing Jamie’s words, he was still struggling to process it.

He turned and looked at Wyatt Prescott, frowning. "Did your sister get herself into trouble again?"

The two were twins—Nicole Prescott was born a few minutes earlier, so she got the title of "big sister," but in reality Wyatt was more like an older brother, always cleaning up her messes.

"No... probably not." Wyatt’s expression grew serious. "Today she was hit by someone. Her knees are swollen."

Timothy was no fool; he knew things couldn’t be this simple. He grew anxious. "She must have offended someone before. Hurry up and get her out here."

"Hey, Prescott, why are you blowing up without knowing the whole story? Your daughter’s been wronged today—can’t you talk to her nicely for once?" Mrs. Prescott voiced her disapproval, grumbling, and told Wyatt to take them to see Nicole.

Robert Sullivan led his people to the interrogation room. When he saw Renee Morgan’s face, he paused in surprise. Only after having her handcuffs removed did he approach and explain, "Miss Morgan, this has all been a misunderstanding. The truth has now come to light, and we promise to enforce the law impartially."

Robert Sullivan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, grateful that they had avoided a disaster.

Renee Morgan took back her bag and mask, then followed Chief Sullivan out of the interrogation room.

Robert Sullivan was about to assign someone to escort Renee home, leaving himself to explain things to the Prescotts.

On the way, he heard that Mayor Ford had brought a bigwig with him and instructed him to take Renee Morgan to his office immediately.

"Chief Sullivan, could it be someone from District J?" A police officer beside him looked like disaster was imminent.

Robert Sullivan began to wipe the sweat from his brow again, turning to Renee Morgan with even more respectful politeness. "Miss Morgan..." he explained.

Renee could hear their muttering, and when she heard someone from District J was here, she guessed it was probably Ethan Sterling.

Once inside the office, seeing that familiar figure, she knew she was right.

Ethan Sterling hadn’t said a single word to Jamie Ford and the others, even though they’d ridden over together in one car.

The more silent he was, the more uneasy Jamie and his group became.

When Nicole Prescott saw Renee Morgan enter, it was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on—she instantly exploded, pointing and shrieking, "I want her in jail! I want her in jail!"

Timothy quickly tried to restrain her, exasperated and flustered. "Stop yelling! She hit you—make her apologize and that’s enough."

"No, I want her in jail." Nicole glared ferociously at Renee Morgan, full of hostility.

With her face now wiped clean, Renee Morgan’s beauty was so striking it was hard to look at her directly. Nicole could barely suppress the urge to rush over and scratch that face.

"Um... Miss Morgan, right? I think you’d better apologize to our Nicole." Mrs. Prescott stepped out, designer bag in hand, her tone polite, but with a hint of condescension. "Nicole’s always been more sensitive to pain than most. Now her knees are swollen like pig’s knuckles—asking for an apology isn’t too much, is it?"

It really wasn’t too much—if there weren’t others present today and the Prescotts weren’t forced to keep it low-key, an apology would be the least of it.

Before Renee could reply, a police officer behind Robert Sullivan stepped forward and spoke: "Mrs. Prescott, after our investigation, it was Miss Prescott who slipped in her high heels and bumped into Miss Morgan."

"What?" Mrs. Prescott retorted sarcastically, "Look how Nicole’s been hurt! And you’re saying she’s the one who hit someone? Do you people even know how to investigate?"

In the past, the officer might have been afraid of the Prescotts, but he knew full well—if today’s matter wasn’t handled right, everyone involved in the interrogation, including Chief Sullivan, would be in trouble.

"Miss Prescott rushed forward and fell to her knees—she hit Miss Morgan, who fell backward. Miss Morgan’s arms still have Nicole’s nail marks from where Nicole, as she fell, grabbed her. All the signs point to the mall restroom floor being too slippery, Miss Prescott was wearing ten-centimeter heels, her shoes slipped and she collided into Miss Morgan." He took out the newly written report, speaking clearly and logically.

Mrs. Prescott frowned and looked at Matthew Sullivan: "Matthew, you and Nicole were together at the time. What did you see?"

With Ethan Sterling present, Robert Sullivan didn’t dare remind Matthew aloud—he could only frantically hint at him with his eyes.

Matthew was usually quick on the uptake, always catching Robert’s cues—but today was different.

Ever since she saw Jamie Ford and his son arrive with Ethan Sterling, Matthew had felt thoroughly unsettled.

When Robert brought in his team, Ethan’s eyes were fixed on Renee Morgan—when he saw she was okay, his dark and heavy gaze instantly cleared like the clouds parting from the moon.

She guessed Renee Morgan had managed to hook up with that man after all.

Someone Robert feared—someone Jamie and his son worked so hard to please—what kind of status did he have?

And that face—so strikingly good-looking...

And Renee Morgan, a whore from the gutter, was worthy of him?

"I... at the time, I saw Renee Morgan walking in a hurry, she ran into Nicole. Nicole was startled, grabbed Renee’s arm, and that’s how they both fell." She played the obedient girl, then turned to the officer: "In this kind of situation, Nicole losing her footing and kneeling over is perfectly normal, isn’t it?"

This contradicted Renee Morgan’s testimony.

The officer glanced at Robert Sullivan and fell silent.

Robert hadn’t expected Matthew to be so clueless. This wasn’t a big case—no matter who hit whom, the smart move was to settle it peacefully. No matter how influential the Prescotts were, could they be bigger than District J?

"Hey, no matter who bumped into whom, both Miss Morgan and Nicole are at fault..." Robert tried to smooth things over.

"Are you sure your testimony just now was what you personally saw?" Renee suddenly asked.

Matthew knew Renee dared act tough because she’d latched onto Ethan. She replied disdainfully, "I was with Nicole at the time."

"Fine. Let me ask you this: where, exactly, did Nicole and I collide?" Renee asked.

"At the corner." Matthew answered without hesitation.

"Were you inside or outside then?" Renee asked again.

"Inside." Matthew answered.

"But I hadn’t entered the restroom yet—I was hit at the corner, and you were inside. How did you see me run into her?" Renee pressed on.

"You were already almost inside; I could see you..." Matthew tried to argue.

"But the place where Nicole and I fell was clearly outside—we hadn’t gone into the restroom at all." Renee turned her head to Wyatt and his friends: "When you guys came in, it was outside too. No one was inside the restroom."

A short man nodded repeatedly: "When we came in, Nicole was kneeling outside the women’s restroom."