In the aftermath of the grim revelation, Caleb turned his attention to Rihanna, his expression a blend of seriousness and resolve. "Rihanna," he spoke calmly, "I secretly recorded our conversation just now." He held up a small device, emphasizing its significance. "This is solid evidence, and you'll face prison, even though you weren't the mastermind. Rose died by your hands, and the law will have its say." Stay updated through My Virtual Library Empire
Rihanna, wide-eyed and speechless, absorbed the weight of Caleb's words. The gravity of her own actions had caught up with her, and the inevitability of facing the consequences lood on the horizon.
"Well, I'm guilty. I will face it no matter how long the sentence is! I don't have the intention to escape the consequence of my actions."
Without waiting for a response, Caleb, still holding the recording device, summoned the servants to clean up the aftermath of the tumultuous events. He instructed them to call the police officers, ensuring that the proper authorities would handle the situation.
As the mansion buzzed with activity, Caleb retreated to a quieter space to make a crucial call. He dialed Jeff, his grandfather, utilizing his connections to resolve his actions of killing Juls.
"Grandpa," Caleb began, his voice low and calculated, "I've killed Juls. We need to control the narrative and protect the family's reputation. I trust your connections to handle the situation discreetly."
Jeff, who has a lot of connections and power, nodded at Caleb's request. "I'll ensure that the authorities understand the delicate nature of the situation. The family's na will be safeguarded."
"Know one will say anything or would have the guts to provoke and investigate this just for a re maid.
Caleb smiled. 'Why do I feel that I really beca a young master? This is the power of connections and status!'
As the call ended, Caleb took a mont to gather his thoughts.
'Now, its ti to put my new form to test.'
...
The police officers, seemingly indifferent to the gravity of the situation, engaged in a lackluster conversation with Caleb. Their questions were perfunctory, focusing on surface-level details rather than delving into the heart of the matter.
Officer Rodriguez, glancing at his notebook, asked, "So, Mr. De Vera, can you walk us through what happened here tonight?"
Caleb, maintaining his composure, provided a concise overview, "There was an altercation between two of our maids, resulting in a tragic incident. One of them is deceased, and the other is a key witness."
Officer Martinez, seemingly uninterested, mumbled, "Altercation, huh? Any idea what sparked it?"
Caleb, concealing his frustration, responded, "It's a complicated situation. Personal matters and conflicting motives led to this unfortunate event."
As the officers continued their lackadaisical questioning, Caleb's mind raced. 'It seems they are still lazy as always. What kind of breed were the police officers in this city?'
The disparity between the officers' casual deanor and the severity of the circumstances always makes him consider them as those dogs that don't sniff properly.
Officer Rodriguez, seemingly bored, asked, "Any evidence? Anything that points to foul play?"
Caleb, realizing the need to guide the investigation, subtly hinted, "There's a recorded conversation that might shed light on the motives behind this tragedy."
The officers exchanged glances, showing minimal interest. Officer Martinez, half-heartedly, remarked, "Well, we'll take a look at that later. For now, we'll need statents from the witnesses."
Caleb, aware that his grandfather's connection was working, nodded and signaled for the witnesses to step forward. The maids, their faces marked by anxiety and uncertainty, began recounting their versions of the events.
...
Amidst the lackluster police inquiry, a surprising turn of events unfolded. Rihanna, standing at the center of the unfolding chaos, made an unexpected confession. "I took Juls' life," she declared, her voice wavering with a concoction of guilt and desperation.
Caleb, taken aback by Rihanna's unexpected admission, exchanged a glance with her. The unspoken understanding between them revealed a deeper layer of Rihanna's attempt to shoulder the bla and make ands for her coerced actions.
In a whispered aside, Caleb muttered, "Why are you doing this? You don't have to lie for ."
Rihanna, with a solemn expression, replied, "I can't let you take the fall for what I did. I'm responsible for Rose's death, and I need to face the consequences."
Caleb, now grappling with the complexities of the unfolding narrative, realized the depth of Rihanna's remorse and her misguided attempt at redemption.
As the police officers continued their lackluster questioning, their inquiries fell into a realm of absurdity. Officer Rodriguez, oblivious to the nuances of the situation, asked, "So, any idea why this altercation happened?"
Caleb, unable to contain his sarcasm, responded with a raised eyebrow, "Oh, you know, just the usual maid drama. Tea spilled, and emotions overflowed."
Officer Martinez, seemingly unfazed, continued with another mundane question, "Any other witnesses to confirm your account?"
Caleb, now fully embracing sarcasm, quipped, "Yes, we have a ghost in the mansion who loves to eavesdrop on dramatic confrontations. Very reliable witness."
The officers raised their eyebrows at the sarcastic answer, either oblivious or uninterested, pressed on with their routine questions. Caleb, navigating the absurdity with a sardonic smile, provided responses that danced on the thin line between truth and mockery.
"Well, let's go into detail about you killed the maid."
As the police officers continued their lackluster inquiry, they turned their attention towards Rihanna, who stood at the center of the unfolding drama.
Officer Rodriguez, with a monotone voice, asked Rihanna, "So can you into detail pls?"
Rihanna, her eyes downcast, replied with a rehearsed response, "There was a disagreent between Juls and . It escalated, leading to a tragic outco."
Officer Martinez, seemingly disinterested, inquired, "Why did the disagreent occur? Any specific reason?"
Rihanna, with a careful choice of words, responded, "It was a personal matter. Emotions ran high, and things got out of hand."
Caleb watched as Rihanna took the iniative to cover for him.
The officers, persisting with their routine questions, failed to grasp the nuances of the situation. Officer Rodriguez, oblivious to the underlying tensions, asked, "Were there any witnesses to this disagreent?"
Rihanna, maintaining her composure, answered, "There were maids present, but the situation escalated quickly. I don't think anyone could have intervened in ti."
Officer Martinez, displaying minimal engagent, continued with another mundane question, "Can you confirm the cause of the disagreent? Any specific details?"
Rihanna, choosing her words carefully, replied, "It's difficult to pinpoint a single cause. There were personal issues between Juls and , and they reached a breaking point."
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