Chapter 367

If Jayrodale’s wealthiest man could destroy him so easily, Donald shuddered to think about the power level of someone who commanded that kind of authority. The sense of impending doom was overwhelming.

Mark said coldly, “Your tears are useless now… It’s too late. Tell me, what possessed you to arrest Mr. Lloyd in the first place?”

Donald’s face crumpled as he explained, “It was Aspen Stevens. She told me Mr. Lloyd committed fraud at the antique appraisal convention, causing her to lose tens of millions, so I…”

Mark cut him off with a sneer. “So, you just blindly acted on this woman’s word? You didn’t follow proper procedure or gather evidence? You just took her baseless accusations at face value?”

Donald shrank back, stammering, “I–I didn’t think it through. Aspen’s my old classmate, and I thought I’d do her a favor.”

Mark stated indifferently, “What else? You better tell me everything. Otherwise, I won’t be able to protect you if Marvin comes back.”

Donald swallowed hard and spilled everything without reservation. “I actually wanted to sleep with Aspen, so when she called for help, I agreed without thinking. I figured she’d owe me a favor, and I could legitimately ask her to meet me at a hotel afterward.”

He continued, “I also heard Mr. Lloyd had discovered a priceless treasure worth millions at the event. I got greedy and thought I’d bring it back to the precinct to see what was so special about it.”

Mark mocked, “You weren’t just looking–you were blinded by greed and had a death wish. Coveting Mr. Lloyd’s possessions? Donald, it’s a miracle you’re still alive!”

Donald asked cautiously, “Mr. Thatcher, who exactly is Mr. Lloyd? Not only did the Aickers, the Rhodes family, and the two underground crime lords Dylan and Natasha come running, but even you and Mr. Yates showed up at my humble office–I nearly passed out of fright!”

Mark clasped his hands behind his back and replied flatly, “Don’t ask questions you shouldn’t. However, I’m curious about his background, too. If I’m not mistaken, he’s probably from one of the powerful old money families or even centuries-old royalties of Chetvine.”

Donald shivered at the revelation. In Holtrien, centuries-old royalties were even more powerful than those old money families.

“One more question,” Mark continued. “Did anything happen between you and Aspen?”

Donald hesitated, “Is this… relevant to the situation with Mr. Lloyd?”

“Just answer the question unless you don’t value your life anymore,” Mark snapped impatiently.

“I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you! Don’t be angry,” Donald quickly replied. “Nothing happened with Aspen yet. She’s too clever–I made suggestions, but she said she’d wait for results first.”

Mark frowned, “You’re married with kids, and you’re the chief commissioner. Why are you still trying to do such sleazy things?”