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Sentenced to Marriage Interrogation
My heart thundered at an insane rate. Was that it? Was Callan finally going to get the punishment he deserved? I looked at the agents but couldn't read too much from their faces. They kept passing each other some documents while I was heading out of the interrogation room, communicating by either frowning or nodding."Excuse me, Agent Collins…" I patted his arm to get his attention. "Please, tell me, what else can I do to send this bastard behind bars?"He gave me a wry smile. "You are welcome to stay and watch the interrogation with Mr. Lan, but don't count on great results.""What do you mean?" I asked nervously."It's your word against his. We've got a little circumstantial evidence, but unless he confesses, he can go free."His words felt as if someone had pierced my heart. My face turned pale at the mere thought that this son of a bitch could get away with it."Can you get his phone?" I asked, thinking about the source of possible evidence."Not without a warrant, and I doubt tha
Sentenced to Marriage Checkmate
I was no longer in my seat. I was standing by the window-side of the two-way mirror, anxiously waiting for the outcome of the interrogation. Aren was right beside me, holding my hand. Two other agents, like us, stared through the window, counting the seconds until they heard Callan's confession. Agent Collins grabbed his phone and smirked while going through the information I sent him. He stood that way for a while, knowing that Callan and his lawyer observed his every move and change of expression. Well, if Jack wanted to rob Callan of his smug confidence, then I could see that it was working. "What?" My asshole-of-ex-boyfriend grunted as he couldn't handle the tension. Jack glared at him and stepped closer to his seat, looking down at him. "You didn't go to the Hamptons, Mr. Winton," he said, putting his phone down with his car route displayed on the screen for him and his lawyer to see. "You went to the abandoned warehouse, in the middle of nowhere." He chuckled coldly. "Even so
Sentenced to Marriage His death
I felt as if something had hit my head. I could see Aren's lips moving as he was still on the phone with Agent Collins, but I could no longer hear them. The constant high-pitch sound distorted everything else, aside from my hectic heartbeat. What the hell had just happened? Callan was the most arrogant bastard I had met. He wouldn't bother to bribe the guards and drain Augustus's pockets to hire an army of lawyers to get him out of that prison, but I was certain that he couldn't have committed suicide. That just didn't make any sense.I mumbled, "He didn't do it by himself."Aren looked at me. His eyes were filled with concern. He said something briefly on the phone about calling Jack later before putting his arms around me and pressing my head against his chest."Calm down, sunshine. Calm down..." he whispered."I'm… I'm just shocked," I said, "but more importantly… how do you feel?""How do I feel? Am I supposed to feel anything?" He smiled bitterly.I hugged him tightly. "No matter
Sentenced to Marriage Secrets
Callan's phone was locked with a fingerprint. To get any kind of data from the phone, we needed to bypass that lock first. There are many ways to hack into a phone that uses this kind of protection. One of them uses tape to clone the fingerprint, and that was our first method to try. Alan insisted that he would do it himself, claiming that he had done it a few times before... Well, I decided that it would be safer not to ask when he needed to break into someone else's phone that way. Unfortunately, the fingerprint on the scanner had already been smudged, and there was nothing to clone... Since we had no way of getting Callan's fingerprint, we needed to find another way around.One of the simplest methods to bypass the lock is a hard reset, which also wasn't an option. It wouldn't make any sense to get access to a phone with all the data erased. We were left with one other method—we needed to convince the phone that the fingerprint scanner malfunctioned so that the system gave us a way
Sentenced to Marriage Complications
It was a little after 9 AM when I woke up. Aren was in bed with me, leaning against the pile of pillows to keep him in the sitting position while he worked on his laptop. He was shirtless, with his muscles beautifully exposed for me to appreciate. I bit my lip as I carefully scanned every detail of him, recalling our sex in the shower…"It must be uncomfortable working like this," I said, slightly rolling over to his side of the bed."It's never uncomfortable around you." He smiled and leaned over me to give me a quick peck on the lips."I made you worry yesterday..." I muttered.He frowned. "I told you, didn't I? Don't think about it anymore. Don't you dare think about him anymore.""I'm not." I smiled nervously. "It's just that I am still worried about that video…"Aren closed his laptop and turned my way. "I called Alan an hour ago. He and Norton searched for that video all night and found nothing. My guess is that this sick fucker wanted to keep this video all to himself or use it
Sentenced to Marriage A lie
I kept staring at Alan, blinking my eyes in disbelief. "Let me get this straight... You made a perfect clone of Callan's phone, and then you erased all the nude pictures and the video from it?""That is correct," Norton confirmed."And this phone is the one that the FBI agents have taken?""Yup." Alan grinned wickedly."And the original is still in our hands, and we can complete the retrieval of data that got erased by the burner app?""Yes," they replied simultaneously.I collapsed on the sofa and burst out into laughter, relieved and happy to have those two freaks by my side. Aren stood beside me, smiling and gesturing a thumbs-up to Alan and Norton. I smiled at my husband and shrugged. "I guess, we will notify Jack if we find something useful.""Good idea." Aren nodded before turning to the boys. "Good job, guys.""It was the right thing to do," Norton said, confidently raising his chin.I knew I owed them a good dinner with high-quality alcohol, at least for what they did. As soon
Sentenced to Marriage Fight
I woke up sitting on the floor by Aren's bed, my hand stretched to hold his while he slept, my upper body twisted in a weird, uncomfortable position. It took me a while to stand as my stiffened muscles refused to work, punishing me for my awkward way of falling asleep. It was four in the morning when I swayed back to my bedroom to lie down in bed and try to relax. I couldn't. The image of Aren, desperate and mortified in his sleep, haunted me each time I closed my eyes. What could cause him such pain? Was it something from his past? "Lanfen..." I muttered, staring blankly at the ceiling. It was probably a Chinese name. I wondered if it was his family member, but I had never heard him mention that name before. And what was it that he was calling? "Buyao zou"? I wondered what it could mean. Should I ask him in the morning? Would he answer? For the first time, I wasn't sure that he'd tell me the truth... I was scared. I couldn't explain it, but something fragile had broken between us.
Sentenced to Marriage Honesty
Neil's words rang inside my head for the next few hours. Of course, there was no chance that I would let Aren know that I wasn't mad at him anymore because my inner rage was still present and boiling in my veins each time I felt that I recalled his words. Yet, the situation between me and Aren was clearly exhausting both of us, and I didn't want Aren to fire more people or trouble poor Neil...Since my message-recovery mission brought no results this time, I ended up focusing all my thoughts on Aren anyway. Neil advised me that it would be best if I reached out to him. He was also certain that Aren would agree to any conditions. I wasn't too sure about it, but I figured that maybe it was worth a shot. From the moment I met Aren, I literally moved into his world and played by his rules; it was time to change that. After writing and rewriting the message five times, I finally sent Aren an invitation, one without pleading and extra formalities."Eat dinner with me. I suggest tacos at Cas
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