Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit

Chapter 447 The Debts Owed Had to Be Repaid

"I brought you back alive and didn't let you go out. I was just protecting you. But if you do this, I can send you back to the Kensley family and Lachlan now." Her eyes were slightly cold. She ignored Alma and lowered her head to clean up the bottles. Alma's pupils shook and she snorted. "Boring." She walked up the stairs, and in just a few steps, Lyra's phone rang. Alma turned around and stared at her. Hearing the voice, Lyra frowned. "Sorry, I don't know where she is." Feng was dealing with Lachlan in the hospital. "Miss Jones, the police now have reason to suspect that Alma had been smuggled abroad. We have collected relevant evidence from Lachlan. I am informing you now, just hoping that you can cooperate with us. As long as Alma turns herself in, I can guarantee that she will be fine."

Feng said as he scratched his head. If not for the order from above, he wouldn't have cooperated with Hank like this. "Officer Priestley, I don't want to believe the police anymore." "You just said that something happened to Lachlan, right? It just so happens that I have a case to tell you." She lifted her eyes and looked at Alma, who was standing opposite her. She said each word firmly and calmly. "There was an accident more than ten years ago. The real murderer behind it was not my father, but Lachlan." She could now say something calmly, which had made her suffer so much. As soon as she finished speaking, Lyra heaved a deep sigh of relief. "Officer Priestley, I can provide all the evidence in my hands to the police. Therefore, sincerely suggest that you detain Lachlan directly after he is treated." She had already asked Nore to help investigate, and the case was left unsettled after that, because the entire village, including Uncle Zhang, was not willing to come out to testify. Lachlan was still free. Putting down the phone, Alma was completely stunned. "Did you hear that? It was all Lachlan who caused the Jones family to fall to this state today..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Alma was already in tears. She crossed her arms around her shoulders and squatted on the stairs. She sobbed and her entire body trembled. Lyra did not go over to comfort her. The two of them continued to cry silently until the sky was about to turn bright. Lyra was sleeping on the sofa. In a daze, someone covered her with a thin blanket. When she opened her eyes again, the sky was bright.

Sister Zhang was cleaning up in the living room, but Alma was nowhere to be seen. There was only one sentence on the table that she wrote with lipstick. "I will deal with the Kensley family." "How long has she been gone?" Lyra immediately stood up. However, she suddenly felt dizzy and fell over to the sofa. Everything in front of her became blurry in that instant. She shook her head hard before calming down again. "She left before I came." Sister Zhang hurried over to support her. "You should rest for a while." Lyra looked at the bottles on the ground and felt very uncomfortable in her stomach. "Sister Zhang, I have to find her. Help me get a car." Lyra forced herself to get up, went into the bathroom, washed her face with cold water, and then felt a little more clear-headed. When she went out, Sister Zhang stood at the door, and her eyes were full of worry. "Miss Jones, you'd better not go. Even if you go, it might be too late." Lyra was stunned at first, then shook her head. "No," she said. After she finished speaking, she ran out of the house in a few steps. It was not until she sat in the taxi that she had time to think back to what Sister Zhang had just said. Sister Zhang knew where Alma had gone, and she knew what had happened. It was highly likely that Hank had asked her to come. Just as she was thinking, the driver suddenly stepped on the brakes. Her stomach felt like it was a mess, disgusting and dizzy. "I'm sorry, Miss. The car in front suddenly braked. Are you okay?" The driver saw that Lyra's face was so pale and said hesitantly, "Do you need to stop by the road?"

Lyra clenched her fingers.

"No need, please drive faster." How could Alma deal with the Kensley family?

She was now suspected by the police and suspected of smuggling. Once she showed up in public, it would be difficult for her to escape unscathed. Lyra looked at the street view outside the window and frowned. Should she be happy for Alma's actions? By the time she arrived at the police station, it was indeed too late. Lachlan was detained by the police, but Alma, as the suspect, was also forcibly detained. She wore silver handcuffs on her wrist, and her face was calm. She sat on the bench motionless, and there were two policewomen watching her next to her. "We can't get any closer. What do you want?" The policewomen took a step forward and stopped Lyra. “I..... I am her sister. I have something to say to her for just a few minutes. Is that okay?" As she spoke, Alma looked up at the same time.

Their eyes met. Lyra frowned, but Alma was smiling. "Alright then. Don't take too long, and don't get too close." "Thank you!" Lyra walked over and took a deep breath. "Why?"

Alma remained silent. "I clearly told you not to do this. Why didn't you listen to me and insist on standing with Lachlan?"

"Officer Priestley just told me that I turned myself in and they would deal with it lightly. Moreover, this matter not only involved Lachlan, but also Ellie." "I thought about it all night. Only by doing this can I have the courage to live the rest of my life." "Even if you have to go to jail, it doesn't matter?" Lyra said, gripping her fingertips tightly.

The reason why she had kept Alma at home was also that she was worried about this. "I want to live with a clear conscience." The procedures over there had been completed, and Alma was taken out by the policewomen.

When she brushed past Lyra, there was still a faint smile on her face, as if she had let

go of everything.

Lyra watched with her own eyes as she got into the police car. "She took the initiative to act as a witness to reduce the pressure on the police. I

believe that the judge will take that into consideration at court."

Hearing this, Lyra could not recover for a long time. "You mean, she is here to testify?" "Yes." Feng Priestley looked over in surprise. "Didn't you persuade her to come?"

Lyra ran out in a few steps, wanting to catch up to the police car, but no matter how much she shouted, the police car still disappeared from her sight.

Inside the car, her voice clearly reached Alma's ears. "Please don't stop the car. I don't want her to see me like this. I owe her. I deserve it." Alma kept crying. One day, she would not face her as Alma again.