Second Chances

Emma leaned back against the chair in the police station, looking somewhat lazy. Her voice, delicate but not flirtatious, event carried a hint of coolness as she said, “Have you ever seen a black market software that can hack the numbers inside. government compounds?” 

Lennon’s house was not like other people’s houses. The Burnson family’s courtyard was in a signal–blocking area. 

Hackers with ordinary skills really couldn’t get his home’s phone number and address. 

The police officer’s expression turned a little awkward. “From what you’re implying, you intentionally hacked Lennon’s number specifically?” he said. “Don’t you know who Lennon is? Ordinary people may be jailed for three to five months for cybercrime. If you steal his information, your sentence will at least be doubled 

Facing the police officer who fulfilled his duties conscientiously and responsibly in educating her, Emma’s attitude was surprisingly good. She didn’t get angry or mock him. She just listened. 

It wasn’t until the police officer said the following statement that her attitude changed. “Lennon said you even threatened him over the phone.” he said. “Hurry up and tell the truth. How did you threaten him?” 

The stunningly beautiful girl placed her phone on the table and pressed the white button. A recording began to play. 

“Is this considered a threat?” Emma asked. 

The recording unexpectedly contained the conversation she had with Lennon over the phone that day. Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Emma’s phone screen had an automatic recording function, so everything she said to Lennon that day was recorded very clearly. 

When the police officer heard the recording on Emma’s phone, he was slightly stunned. 

He thought, ‘Well… How come this doesn’t match what Lennon reported? Lennon said Emma threatened his personal safety. But the recording Emma presented doesn’t contain a single threat.‘ 

The recording was full of Emma’s rational, neutral, and objective suggestions. The police officer even found her arguments quite reasonable. 

“Wait a minute,” the police officer said as he put down his pen. “Let’s double–check this.” 

Emma raised her eyebrows and relaxed, looking around in boredom. 

Just then, Erza returned to the Burnson family’s courtyard as soon as he got off the plane. 

He was prepared to settle the score with Lennon. 

As soon as he reached the door of Lennon’s study, he heard him talking over the phone with someone from the police 

station. 

“In the recording, she didn’t threaten me. Can’t that prove she threatened me elsewhere? Mr. Hayden, I am Lennon Burnson. Is there even a need for me to fabricate facts? Humph, I didn’t say it directly, but don’t you catch on to what Im trying to imply? I want her to go to jail! I don’t want to see her around my grandson again!” 

Lennon hung up the phone. Surprisingly, there was a hint of relaxation on his face. 

At this moment, Erza rushed in with a furious look, pointing at Lennon with his finger still wrapped in bandages. 

“What did you mean by what you just said on the phone?” he asked. 

Erza still didn’t know that something had happened to Einma. 

However, after listening to Lennon’s phone conversation, he sort of realized that Lennon was trying to frame someone 

again. 

Lennon did not expect Erza to return at this moment. His face was sullen, but he said nothing. 

Erza pointed at him and said, “Who were you talking about? It’s Emma, right? What did you do to Emma?” 

Lennon was furious. He smashed a cup onto the floor with a clari 

“Don’t assume you don’t have to join the army just because you won first place this time!” he said. “You have to go to the enlistment this time aorund, whether you want to or not!” 

Erza was now completely certain that the person who drugged and reported him behind his back was his own grandfather. 

The young man’s handsome face trembled slightly and twitched because of anger. 

A surge of violent emotion raged in his chest, but in the end, he suppressed it. 

“From now on, you’re no longer my grandfather,” he said. 

With that said, Erza gritted his teeth and left the Burnson family’s courtyard. 

“You’re not allowed to leave!” Lennon said as he angrily supported himself with his walking stick. “Stop him!* 

A few soldiers rushed out to block Erza 

As soon as their hands touched Erza, he knocked them down to the ground. 

Erza had spent years diligently training and had undergone professional training at Charon Military School. Few people could defeat him. 

That once defenseless little puppy had now grown into a fierce wolf. 

Lennon clutched his chest and pointed at him with a trembling finger, saying, “If you have balls, take a step forward!” 

Erza glanced back at him coldly. 

A long while later, he laughed self–deprecatingly. 

The young man’s eyes were bloodshot. Lennon looked into Erza’s eyes, seemingly not expecting Erza to have such a gaze, which caused his own heart to skip a beat for some reason. 

The next moment, he fixed his gaze 

Then, he left without looking back. 

קום 

Lennon. 

At a junction in Holy Mountain, Liam’s phone had no signal, but Josiah could see the paths that he had taken through the surveillance cameras by the roadside. 

Liam seemed to have the intention to contact him as well. 

The black Maybach stopped at the last spot of Holy Mountain that directly faced the camera and never moved again. 

Josiah immediately felt that Liam was also waiting for him to appear. 

Half an hour later, his car caught up with Liam’s car. 

The two of them got out of the car after seeing each other’s license plate. 

“Mr. Hall, Josiah said respectfully, 

Liam was smoking in the night. When he saw Josiah, he dropped the cigarette butt on the ground and extinguished it with his foot. 

“Where’s Emuna?” he asked. 

Josiah said, “Miss Wilson ran into some trouble. 

Just then, Liam’s phone rang. 

He glanced at Josiah. This was an area with unstable signals. 

The signal finally came through. The caller wasn’t Emma. It was Erza. 

Liam frowned as he said, “What’s up?” 

Erza’s voice sounded a little nervous over the phone. I suspect that Emma may have been set up by my grandfather,” he 

said. 

In the police station, the police officer came and went. 

Emma had already begun twirling a pen in boredom. 

Seeing the police officer return, she restrained herself a little and put the pen back. 

“Are you done investigating?” she asked. 

The police officer remained silent for a moment before saying. We still believe that your late–night intrusion into personal privacy and the nature of this call can’t clear you of suspicion of threats and intimidation.” 

Emma was left speechless. 

She thought, “The other party is an old man who is nearing seventy and has extensive networks as well as capabilities in Troin City. I’m just a penniless student who appears to have some skills. What threat and intimidation can I pose to someone like Lennon?” 

Emma’s expression turned somewhat cold. 

She thought, ‘Clearly, the officers are acting under Lennon’s instructions. Lennon clearly has the intention to retaliate against me because of the incident concerning Erza” 

Eventually, the police officer said to Emma, I’m sorry, Miss Wilson. We can’t release you without charges yet. You may have to stay here for the night.” 

Getting detained at the police station for more than forty–eight hours would result in a criminal record. 

A holding cell wasn’t a pleasant place to stay. Emma just won the championship. If news of this were to spread, it wouldn’t look good in the media or to the public, especially with the Hall family having just finished a press conference. 

Her expression was a little stern, but she still had that nonchalant appearance. 

She stood up and followed the police officer inside in her high heels. 

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‘Now that I’m certain that Lennon is involved, I have to think of way to save myself, she thought. 

She secretly held her phone, trying to contact Jerome. 

But just then, footsteps could be heard coming from the entrance of the police station. 

The pace of the person who came was resolute and unrestrained. 

It was Erza. 

Dressed in a half–open black hoodie with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, the young man walked with arrogant and wide strides in a pair of black sneakers. 

“Hurry up and release her,” he said. 

Erza often caused trouble, so his face appearing at the police station was familiar to everyone. 

Of course, the police officers knew him. They were all a little stunned when they saw him. 

They thought, Isn’t Lennon the one who sent Emma in? Grandfather accuses her, yet grandson wants to bail her out. What kind of drama is this?” 

“Mr. Burnson, Emma is suspected of infringing on personal privacy, a police officer said. “She can’t leave so spon.” 

Erza tossed away the cigarette and stubbed it out in the trash can 

A faint smile appeared in his sharp and handsome eyes. “I gave her my grandfather’s phone number,” he said. “Any issues with that? Also, Mr. Baxter heard she had returned with the championship in Krot Competition and wanted to have a word with her to learn from her. Mr. Baxter is outside right now. You decide whether to let her go or not.” 

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