Penelope was in a worse state. Her face was swollen, and her hair was messy. She looked more like a crazy woman than a socialite.
Someone called the police, and they arrived quickly at the scene. “Who was fighting?”
The officer saw Jackie there and was surprised. “Mr. Clifford?”
Penelope pointed at Violet and said, “Officer, she hit me.”
The officer looked at her and then at Violet, and he was troubled.
Wasn’t she the Lovegood who had married Jackie?
The officer had to be careful about what Jackie thought.
Before Jackie said anything, Violet walked over to the officer. “Officer, I’ll leave with you and cooperate.”
Daisie was anxious and pointed at Penelope, “My aunt didn’t start the fight. She did.”
Penelope’s expression changed.
The officer fell silent for a moment before taking Penelope along.
Daisie wanted to go after them, but Jackie held her back. “Go home.”
She pushed his hand away. “You knew that it wasn’t her fault. Why didn’t you help her?”
Jackie’s expression w
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