Chapter 140
Chapter 140:
Rexford was reluctant. “Must we involve the police? That can’t be good for the company. Think of the publicity. Mr. Laurent p>
“Do it p>
Rexford sighed and turned to Savannah. “Do it p>
“Wait!” Jace shouted. “Don’t call the police! It was me, I helped Violet Lin swap the footage. But she paid me, alright? I was desperate. Please, don’t call the cops! I don’t want to go to jail again p>
He slapped Savannah’s phone from her hand, sending it skidding across the floor. The screen went dark.
Savannah was too shocked to be angry about her broken phone. “Violet? You really did it p>
Violet’s murderous glare switched targets. Jace glared right back. “What? You paid me, yeah, but to rig the footage. You didn’t pay me enough to go to jail for you p>
“Violet!” Savannah nearly screamed.
Violet would have bolted from the office if the three-deep crowd hadn’t hemmed her in. “Violet? Speak p>
She shuffled her feet, stammering. “It wasn’t like that. The necklace was really popular, I just… I thought I’d try it on, you know? I was going to give it back the next day. No harm done, right p>
“Then where’s the bloody necklace now? The one in the display case is fake p>
“Sort of… um, misplaced it. I can pay for it. I’ll pay ten times its worth. Please, just don’t call the cops! I can make this right p>
Savannah pinched the bridge of her nose. Her eyes darted between Rexford and Ashton.
Rexford hesitated.
𝓒𝓸𝓻𝓻𝓮𝓬𝓽 𝓾𝓹𝓵𝓸𝓪𝓭:
Ashton said, “My order stands p>
Rexford gritted his teeth. “Savannah, call the police p>
“Fine.” Savannah borrowed a colleague’s phone. “They’ll be here shortly p>
Jace tried to run, but the entourage that came with Rexford and Ashton blocked him. Cornered, he turned and screamed at Violet, “This IS all your fault p>
He glowered at me. “And you, you meddlesome bitch. If you’d kept your mouth shut, none of this p>
I barely registered Ashton’s movement. In a flash, he was no longer at my side but had Jace by the collar, shoving him hard against the wall.
The guard’s face went puce-colored in a matter of seconds, Ashton’s grip hard enough to cut off his air supply. Ashton finally stepped back.
Jace slipped to the floor, spluttering and gasping.
Ashton turned to Rexford and said, “When the police arrive, have them run a search on this man. It’s likely he has a record.” Rexford, having long given up on trying to contain the mess, simply nodded.
“Keep an eye on him,” Ashton ordered his men.