Christopher closed his eyes wearily. "Grandpa is not good, he’s had been ill for a long time, but I knew nothing about it. Now, he is in the terminal stage... I..."

His voice was full of self-reproach.

Janice didn’t know what to say for a moment. Her heart tightened, but she couldn’t say what she wanted to say.

"By the way, why are you calling me?" Christopher asked.

Hearing this, Janice fell silent. She knew that if she told Christopher about her current situation, he would definitely rush over without hesitation. But what about their grandfather?

At this time, his grandfather needed him more than she did.

Thinking of this, she shook her head and said, "No, I just called to ask about Grandpa. What can I do? I can’t leave now."

"It’s okay, I can accompany him." Christopher said.

Upon hearing these words, Janice felt even guiltier.

"Then take good care of Grandpa. I’ll be there when I’m done."

When she hung up, she asked with complicated emotions, "May I ask what will happen to me if my husband can’t come over?"

The police officer said, "According to procedures, you will be detained for 24 hours to assist with our investigation."

Hearing this, Janice’s heart sank. Being detained for twenty-four hours was nothing to her, but she could not break her promise to visit Grandpa in the hospital.

When she thought of this, she said, "Can I make another call?"

The policeman nodded impatiently.

Janice placed another call, "Yvonne, can you come to the police station?"

Half an hour later, Yvonne rushed to the police station and saw Janice locked up. "What... what’s going on?"

Janice replied, "It’s a little difficult to explain. I urgently need a lawyer."

Yvonne understood and said, "Okay, I’ll contact one right away."

As she spoke, she hurriedly walked off to the side and made a call.

In the hospital.

"Doctor, how is my grandfather?"

As soon as the door of the examination room was opened, Christopher rushed

forward and asked.

"Mr. Bateman, just as I expected, the cancer cells in Old Mr. Allson’s body have indeed spread. Now, he has to have chemotherapy, but not many people can withstand it. What’s more, Old Mr. Allson is in his 80s. You need to make a decision."

After that, the doctor shook his head helplessly and left.

Christopher stood there, and his heart sank.

How could he not know how cruel chemotherapy was for an old man in his 80s?

However, he didn’t want his grandfather to die like this. While he was thinking, there was a noise in the ward.

"Sir, you can’t get out of bed. The doctor instructed."

Nanny Daisy’s voice was heard.

Christopher quickly restrained his emotions and returned to the ward and saw Old Mr. Allson struggling to get out of bed. He quickly stepped forward and said, "Grandpa, you’re being disobedient again."

When Old Mr. Allson saw his grandson, he hurriedly said, "I’m fine. Look, this old woman insists that I stay in the hospital."

Christopher knew that his grandfather didn’t like hospitals, so he said to Nanny Daisy, "Nanny Daisy, you can leave first, I’ll be here."

"OK." Nanny Daisy turned around and left.

After Nanny Daisy left, Christopher walked to the bed. He looked at his grandfather’s extremely lined face and said, "Grandpa, why didn’t you tell me earlier?"

Seeing the look on his grandson’s face, Old Mr. Allson guessed he knew.

....

Old Mr. Allson’s expression was a little unnatural as he said, "Don’t listen to the nonsense of those doctors. It’s just a small ailment. Your grandfather is in good health."

"Do you still want to hide the truth from me?" Christopher was feeling miserable.

Seeing that he couldn’t lie anymore, Old Mr. Allson sighed and said, "You guys are all busy. So what if I told you? You’re not doctors. Besides, I’ve lived to this age. What’s there to be afraid of?"

The old man spoke calmly.

Christopher felt extremely sad. He knew that no one could escape death, but he still selfishly hoped that his grandfather could live a long life.

Closing his eyes, he hid his sadness and said, "Even if we’re not doctors, we can still spend more time with you."

"I’m just an old man. What’s there to accompany? It’s better if you just have a child as soon as possible. Then before I die, I will have a great-grandson."

All of a sudden, Christopher could not refute his grandfather’s words.

"By the way, don’t tell your mom. I’m most afraid that she will cry. She’ll be too noisy."

Christopher thought in his heart, "My mom is not the type to cry at all. You are just saying this so she won’t be worried."

He said, "Whether I tell her depends on whether you are obedient."

"Brat, you’re threatening me?"

Old Mr. Allson snorted. "Where’s Janice?"

Christopher replied, "She’s busy, she called earlier."

Hearing this, Old Mr. Allson frowned and muttered softly, "She didn’t keep her word."

"What did you say?" Christopher asked, confused.

"It’s nothing. If you’re busy, you can go back now. I’ll take a nap."

He lay down as he spoke.

Christopher walked over and tucked in the corner of his grandfather’s quilt before leaving.

He closed the door and took out his mobile phone to make a call. "Mom, have you been busy lately?" In the police station.

After Yvonne finished her call, she returned and said, "The lawyer will be here soon."

Janice nodded and said, "Thank you, Yvonne."

Yvonne asked, "Thanks is not needed. By the way, where’s your husband?"

Janice paused before she continued, "He has something on."

"What’s he busy with? What’s more important than his wife being locked up in the police station?" Yvonne complained.

"Don’t say that. He really has something to do." "All right, he’s busy, only I’m free." Yvonne huffed. "I’m sorry. That’s not what I meant."

Yvonne rolled her eyes at Janice. "All right, you’ve already been locked up so I’m not going to be calculative. But what’s going on?"

Janice pursed her lips.

"I can only tell you when the lawyer comes."

This was necessary, otherwise, it would become a bunch of confessions.

Hearing this, Yvonne did not continue asking.

Not long after, the lawyer arrived.

Janice explained the entire situation to the lawyer.

The lawyer got up and went to communicate with the police.

Only then did Yvonne say, "How could there be such a ridiculous thing? How could you be a dog thief?"

Janice was also feeling helpless, but she couldn’t tell Yvonne too much, as she didn’t want to get her involved.

Not long after, the lawyer returned and spoke to her.

"Miss Gladwell, the police said that they need to contact your partner, Lucy White." "But Lucy’s phone is turned off," Janice said. "Can you find her?" asked the lawyer.

...

Janice shook her head. "She went on a business trip. I can’t contact her for the time being."

Hearing this, the lawyer frowned.

"That can’t be helped. You aren’t allowed bail. The police have the right to detain you."

"Mr. Gregor, please help me out. My best friend is innocent."

Yvonne pleaded with the lawyer.

Mr. Gregor said helplessly, "I know, but this is the law." 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"But..."

Yvonne wanted to say something else, but Janice interrupted her. "Yvonne, forget it."

She didn’t want to make things difficult for the lawyer. Yvonne looked at Janice, her eyes filled with worry. "Then what about you?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Janice replied, "In any case, it’s only twenty-four hours. It’s fine. Perhaps the call will go through soon. Anyway, don’t worry about it."

Despite Janice saying so, Yvonne was still worried.

"Then I’ll stay with you."

"That won’t do. This is a detention center." Janice frowned.

Yvonne replied, "So what? I’ve been everywhere, but I’ve never been to a detention center. I’ll just take it as if I’m here to experience it."

Janice was amused by Yvonne’s words and said, "All right, Yvonne, stop messing around. Hurry up and leave with Mr. Gregor. I will take good care of myself."

Yvonne could only nod and agree to do so. "Then remember to contact me no matter what."

Janice nodded and watched as Yvonne left. Then, she followed the police officer back to the detention room.

It was a somewhat dark room. It was not very big, and the furnishings were simple.

There was only a small bed in the room.

She walked over and sat on the bed. Looking up at the somewhat old fan above her head, she couldn’t help sighing.

She never expected to end up in this sort of place one day.

Nothing in this world could be truly expected, honestly.

She leaned against the wall and couldn’t help chuckling.

At this time, in a luxurious room.

Sophie sat in front of the dressing table, talking on the phone while putting on nail polish.

"Remember to hold that Lucy girl back. Don’t give her a chance to answer the phone."

She only hung up when she heard the person on the other end of the phone agreeing to her demands.

After hanging up the phone, she looked at her half-completed nails with a sneer. "What should I do? This color is growing more and more disgusting."

As she spoke, her gaze fell on a bottle of nail polish. She slowly picked it up, opened it, and painted over each nail with it.

The bright red color of the nail polish shone before her. A satisfied smile appeared on her lips. "Red is still the best."

As she spoke, she gently stroked her fingernails. A hint of viciousness appeared in the bottom of her eyes.

She had always favored bright colors. However, in order to match her pure and innocent character, she had no choice but to choose the pure and innocent white color.

But now, the color white was becoming more and more irritating to her. It was time to follow her heart instead.

She narrowed her eyes coldly as she thought to herself.

In the hospital ward.

Christopher sat in front of the bed, feeling drowsy. He yawned and looked at his watch only to find that it was already early in the morning.

It had gotten late without him noticing.

He took out his mobile phone and found that there were several missed calls.

They were all from Rob. It was probably a work-related issue. Christopher ignored the calls but a nagging thought probed at him.

It was already early in the morning. By right, Janice should be done with her work by now. But why hadn’t she called him yet?