Chapter 1078:
Corey soon discovered Pierre was at the police station. His expression darkened. “Why is he at the police station? When did he leave?”
“Before lunch today,” Gemma replied.
It had been eight hours. Corey asked in a cold tone, “Have you been waiting for him all this time?”
Gemma, anxious, changed the subject. “Corey, please, let’s just go find him. He must have gone to the police station for his friend. We need to get him out fast.”
Exasperated, Corey commanded, “Go back to your room and stay there. I’ll have someone watch over you. I’m going to the police station myself to bring him back.”
Gemma resisted. “I want to go with you.”
“It’s not safe for a girl at the police station at night. It’s full of shady characters. What if someone tries to harm you?”
With you and Pierre there, how could anyone harm me?” Gemma said with a bright smile. “Pierre is an excellent fighter.”
Corey felt a surge of worry. So, his sister wasn’t lovesick but genuinely captivated by Pierre.
Corey took Gemma in the car to the police station. Despite reaching their destination, he insisted she stay inside the vehicle.
After issuing his instructions, Corey stepped out of the car and left a bodyguard to keep an eye on her. Gemma, ever compliant and understanding, leaned out the window. “Pierre, please be gentle with Pierre.” This plea only intensified Corey’s displeasure toward Pierre.noveldrama
Inside the station, Pierre was detained. Nichol had been injured and taken to the hospital, and after giving her statement, Talia came out to meet Pierre.
Pierre’s face was bruised and swollen, but his expression stayed stern, although his eyes betrayed a complex mix of emotions when he looked at Talia.
Feeling ashamed yet unwilling to leave Pierre alone, Talia sat across from him. “Let’s head to the hospital later to check for any broken bones.”
Pierre clenched his fists, his voice tight with frustration. “When you needed money, why didn’t you ask me?”
It had only come to light during today’s altercation that Talia’s father had needed a kidney transplant, incurring a debt of over a million to Nichol.
What had once been considered a spousal duty had turned into a tool for manipulation. Whenever Talia stood up against Nichol’s abuse, he would demand repayment. Over time, Talia had learned to suffer in silence.
Talia gave a bitter smile. “Back then, you were swamped with Aitana’s debts. Could you really have helped me? Anyway, Pierre, thank you for today. I’m okay, really. You don’t need to worry.”
Pierre had been drawn into today’s events by Nichol’s machinations, for which Talia felt profoundly uneasy.
Lowering his voice, Pierre responded, “You helped me immensely when Aitana needed it. I can’t just turn away now.”
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