The Billionaire's Sex Slave

Why are you here?

I was well-dressed, the wounds were covered as well, but I was just dumbfounded while being asked. My brain flies along with the words of the police in front of me.

“Miss, someone said you wanted the Graysons' wealth, so you planned it all.” The voice of the officer asking me was not loud. We are now in a room that is dark in every corner, with a light in the middle, while there is a table between us.

I just stared at him and tried to understand every accusation against me. For all the possible reasons, why is that? I will never be interested in Stanley's money. I would be very heartless if I exchanged my daughter's life for just that little thing.

*Bang*

The officer slams the table, that's why I flinch. That’s when I woke up and decided to defend myself, even though I had no plans to do that at first. They keep burying me in sin that I never really committed.

“I don't care how many times you ask me, to investigate me; all I have to say is that I have nothing to do with what you're accusing!” My voice increased, and I even knocked on the table because they didn't seem to hear what I was saying. I want to throw stuff at them that I can use since they've already taken my statement, and it appears that they want me to admit to what they're saying. This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

“What will I admit if I didn't do it?!" My jaw tightens, and my teeth grind against the person behind it all.

“But—” I didn't let him finish because I knew what he was going to say. We’re just circling our topic. He doesn't want to listen to me, so I won't listen to him either.

“OFFICER! WHICH IS ALSO THE REASON FOR YOUR PARTNERS EARLIER: WHY SHOULD I BE INTERESTED IN WEALTH THAT IS NOT MINE? THERE WAS A WOMAN IN THE CHURCH, AND THEY ATTACKED US, AS I TOLD YOU!” As I abruptly stood up, the chair rang loudly. The ache in my ears was caused by the loudness of the feet at the time, but I did not shake the officer, who insisted on what he thought.

“Look, you're the only one who says that here, so you can't fool anyone. Everyone else says the same thing— such as the door suddenly closed, but your statement is different.” He was already sarcastically chuckling while messing with the paper and pen he was holding.

“What's the use of asking me if that's all you're going to say?” I did not sit down and remained standing. The light was also moving between us, so it was even more dizzying.

“Also, the results show that you have a mental health problem, that's also one of the things that can be used for you.”

I just stood there staring. They only need to level all of their charges at me. I sat down and leaned back in my chair. My head trembled. I don't have anything else to say to them. They just care about what they want to do to me.

When I had made my decision, there came a knock on the iron door of the room where I was currently speaking with the officer. I didn't look back and instead focused on the speaker outside.

“Caroline Miller's lawyer is here.” the guard said to the two of us.

For that reason, the demonic smile of the policeman I was talking to widened even more, as if he had proven something. I frowned because of what he did. I did not call that lawyer. I clasped my hands because I'm sure Andrius made this move again.

“You appear to be too reliable a source to claim innocence. That you have an attorney even though you are in jail and no one has spoken to you from outside.”

I just stared at him and showed a blank expression. Just think what he wants to think. I was no longer surprised when he kicked the chair and knocked it down. I followed the fall of the chair before he passed me. The door slammed shut, you could feel his anger just because he didn’t get the answer he expected.

In less than five minutes, the door opened again. I didn't look at who it was, but my eyes widened as Alvarez's Attorney sat in front of me. It's been a few months since we last talked.

“Why are you here?” I asked.