Chapter 572
Chapter 572:
Because of the woman’s words, some of the onlookers felt Alisha’s method of handling things was a bit inappropriate. They began to discuss in low voices.
“This woman has gone too far. We live in a society governed by the rule of law. She can’t just do whatever she wants.”
“I think she only wants to protect her boyfriend, so she’s intimidating this lady.”
“Or maybe she’s the overbearing type. This poor guy can’t take her anymore, so he resorted to sneaky behavior.”
When the woman saw that everyone blamed Alisha, she secretly smiled, feeling even more triumphant.
She was ready to stir up more public opinion and take advantage of the chaos to escape.
After all, if things dragged on, someone might call the police. Then, she would be in big trouble.
But when the woman was about to escape, Alisha suddenly reached into her pocket, pulled out a badge, and held it up for everyone to see.
The crowd took a closer look, and they couldn’t help but gasp in shock.
What Alisha showed to everyone was her own police badge.
“So, can I go in and conduct a search now?” Alisha asked with a smile.
The onlookers, who had scoffed at Alisha just minutes earlier, now stood in stunned silence, their accusing fingers dropping to their sides.
The fashionable woman’s face turned pale.
She didn’t expect the person standing in front of her now to be the one she feared the most—a police officer.
𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓮 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓈 ga l no v els .co m
At this moment, she had no other choice. She immediately pushed Alisha and turned around to run away.
However, Alisha had already anticipated it, so she had been on guard. She only took a step back, then quickly moved forward, grabbed the woman’s collar, and pulled her back.
By now, everyone had noticed the woman’s odd behavior. The crowd around Ashton began to disperse, sensing something wasn’t right.
Seizing the moment, Ashton pushed through the thinning crowd and hurried to Alisha’s side. Leaning in, he whispered, “She might have stashed something dangerous in the restroom. It’s risky. Let me go check.”
Alisha shook her head firmly. “You’re still a suspect. If you go in there, she might accuse you of trying to frame her. I’ll handle this.”
Her reasoning was sound, but Ashton didn’t like the idea of her taking the risk.
Before he could protest, Alisha shoved the woman she had been holding toward him and darted into the women’s restroom. Left with no alternative, Ashton grudgingly held the woman at bay to ensure she didn’t flee or disrupt Alisha’s search.
A few moments later, Alisha emerged, holding a small bag. She opened it in front of the gathered crowd and revealed its contents.
To Alisha’s relief, there were no dangerous items inside—just several elegant gold necklaces.
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