Chapter 123

"......" Elsie had never been in an interrogation room before, but she’d seen more than enough crime dramas. It had to be his flippant tone—made her picture all kinds of weird stuff. She grit her teeth and muttered, “Can you quit messing around for once?” "Sure," William replied with a mock-serious face. "I’ll interrogate you at home instead." The female officer nearby said, “Your aunt just gave her statement. Michael Taylor threw the first punch, so this counts as self-defense. No one got seriously hurt, so it doesn’t meet the case-filing criteria.” “She also said she won’t press any charges and has already forgiven you. So, you’re good to go.” As William walked Elsie out, they spotted her aunt sitting nervously on the bench outside. The moment she saw them, she jumped to her feet. The left side of her face was badly swollen, and blood had dried at the corner of her mouth—Michael hadn't held back at all. She started to step forward, but William shot her a glance—cold, detached. She fr