Chapter 158
Lost in his impulse, forgetting about his mother and Charlotte, he rushed upstairs and pounded on the door.
Sarah was removing her makeup, still in her evening dress, when she heard the knocking.
Who could it be this late? Zachary? But he’d just left.
Looking through the peephole, she was shocked to see James.
Sarah immediately locked the deadbolt, ignoring him, but the knocking grew louder. She yanked open the door. “James, are you crazy? What are you doing here in the middle of the night?”
“Why did Zachary drive you home? What’s going on between you two? Do you like him?” James was almost manic.
Sarah replied coldly, “How is that any of your business? We’re divorced!”
“Answer me! Do yo
you like him?” James stepped closer, menacing
“James, get out of my house! My life is none of your concern.”
But James continued, “Why did he publicly admit to liking you at the gala? I didn’t give you all that money so you could go after Zachary! It wasn’t meant to be your stepping stone!”
“You!
“You’re insane!” Sarah reached for her phone to call the police.
James snatched it away. “Did I hit a nerve? How much is he paying you to like him? You really are just a gold digger, running to whoever has the most money. My mother was right about you!”
“What are you doing? Give that back!”
James spotted her bracelet. “Did he give you this?” He grabbed her wrist violently.
Sarah stared at him in terror, trying to pull free, but his grip was like iron. “James! What do you want?”
“I’m making you understand – Zachary Reynolds is out of your league! You just want money, right? Wasn’t what I gave you enough?”
SLAPI
The sharp sound of the slap finally brought James back to his senses. He stammered, releasing her wrist, “I–I’m sorry.”
Sarah’s wrist bore angry red marks. She grabbed her phone back. “Get out!”
James stood stunned before turning and fleeing.
Back home, he stumbled upstairs.
Charlotte was still awake and rushed to steady him. “James, what’s wrong?”
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James pushed her away in a daze and collapsed onto the bed..
“James, where were you? What happened?” Charlotte asked worriedly.
But James lay there speechless, as if in shock
“James!” She shook him, but got no response.
Just then, , someone knocked on their front door. She hurried downstairs to find several police officers.
“Who–who are you looking for?” Charlotte asked, startled.
“Is James Chancer home? He’s wanted for breaking and entering. He needs to come with us for questioning.”
“What? Breaking and entering?” Charlotte instinctively glanced upstairs.
The officers immediately went up and took James into custody.
Charlotte grabbed at him frantically. “You’ve got the wrong person! He’s been home all night!”
“Ma’am, we’re responding to a complaint. Please don’t interfere with police business,” an officer blocked her.
As they led him away, Charlotte stood frozen before suddenly remembering something. She ran to Mrs. Chancer’s bedroom. “Auntie! Something terrible has happened! The police have taken James!”
Mrs. Chancer rushed out. “What?!”
