Begging For A Reconciliation

Chapter 457

Chapter 457 Missing Blood Sample

Leah would be cooperative, of course. But she was concerned when the police said they needed one or two months to conclude the investigation.

"Sir, is it possible to conclude the investigation earlier? We will cooperate with you. Why does it take this long?" Leah pointed out bluntly.

It didn't sound right to Serena either. "Exactly. Why do you need months?"

Because they might miss their shot at the international design contest, let alone win it.

"Are you doubting us right now?" A young, lanky officer shouted.

But Leah wasn't afraid. Han was much scarier.

"Yes, I am. I can't help but suspect that you are trying to delay our progress here so that we can't take part in the design contest. One, we are being cooperative here so the investigation shouldn't take this long. And two, the one who made the report couldn't come up with any evidence. The person only claimed that there was a bag of drugs in my office. I already let you draw my blood. My innocence will be proven once the test result is out. So why can't we close this case as soon as possible?"

Leah enumerated her reasonings confidently. For a moment, she sounded like someone no one should mess with. When Ben came with assistants, he saw Leah defend herself against the police officer.

"It seems like Ms. White is brave enough to stand her ground now," Ben mumbled to himself.

And she wasn't throwing a tantrum. She produced arguments with airtight logic. Han would be so proud of her if he was here.

The young officer did not expect Leah to talk back. Embarrassed, he stammered,

"This... This is obstruction of justice. I'll arrest you now."

Leah saw the name tag, Russell Dunn, on the police uniform. "Is asking questions obstruction of justice now? And Mr. Dunn, aren't you abusing your power here?"

Exasperated, the young man whipped out his handcuffs, ready to detain Leah. But Ben and his aids pinned the policeman down.

"Mr. Dunn, weren't you expelled from the police force? Who gave you the clearance to search this company?"

Ben worked for Han, so he dealt with the police regularly. Russell knew Ben.

"I... I was reinstated already."

Russell's face did not look very convincing.

"I have the real policemen with me. Should I ask them if you are reinstated?" Ben mocked.

"What reinstated? He was expelled a long time ago. I bet he hired those thugs here and ripped off the police uniform from god knows where!"

How the table had turned.

But Russell was shameless enough to continue yelling. "I found a bag of drugs in her office. Isn't this proof enough?"

The real police captain slammed the car door to spare everyone from Russell's hysteria. He then approached Leah and apologized profusely,

"Sorry, Ms. White. It's an oversight on our part."

"It's okay," Leah shook her head. What mattered right now was the blood sample they just drew from her. "They drew my blood and said they would test it in a nearby clinic..."

"What? They drew your blood. Get checked now to see if you're infected! You should know that the police have no right to draw your blood. They have to leave it to the professional."

Well, let's just say that Leah wasn't aware of that.

Serena immediately sent Leah to a hospital. Fortunately, Leah was clean.

"Jesus Christ! Good thing they weren't trying to infect you with some nasty stuff." Serena patted herself on the chest to calm herself down. The police also came with the test result. "Ms. White, we analyzed your hair and found no drug use. You and your company are eligible for the contest. However, we are unable to identify the whereabouts of your blood sample. We asked the clinics nearby but none of them received it."

"Hmm... Alright. Thanks," uttered Leah.

Lead couldn't do anything about it. It was fortunate that she did not come into contact with any lethal diseases. Although the truth had been revealed, the rumors were still circulating wildly online. The police stepped in to clarify the whole matter, but people only read what they wanted to read. After the police withdrew their forces, Dream Designs resumed their daily operation. Its PR campaigns finally debunked the rumors successfully.

"What the heck? Where is your journalistic integrity? Do you think you can make up news now?"

"I feel so bad for Sarah White. Is someone trying to do her in? But isn't Mr. Hendrik behind her? How did this happen?"

"As a fan of Dream Designs, I'm just happy that they can take part in the international design contest."

Everyone on the internet switched sides quickly.

Bernard was trembling. His double chin flapped about in fury.

"A bunch of imbeciles! Didn't you tell me Sarah was timid? What was that reaction then? If she didn't waste our time there, this plan would have worked!" © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

He was so mad that he flailed his stumpy limbs around on the couch.

The assistant next to him immediately fanned Bernard to cool him down. "Calm down, sir. We have her blood sample now. People are still talking online. Our plan isn't a complete failure..."