Chapter 430 - Eat The Porridge

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The police station in City Y was lighted up all night. Everyone bucked up and began to interrogate the suspects from House of Hope. They also questioned the abbot of the GY Temple and the director of the City Hospital.

Branden, the owner of House of Hope, was also included.

At around six in the morning, the children in House of Hope were taken to the hospital for examination. They also gave their statements to the officers one on one.

Ferne was so nervous that he didn't sleep half of the night. The next day in the morning, he went to the police station to poke around with a lot of breakfast takeout.

Branden was brought in at four a.m. and stayed in the interrogation room the entire time. He remained cooperative and answered every question. Several police officers took turns to grill him, but they all got the same answers.

"I don't know Stony."

"I don't know why that child showed up there."

"I really don't know."

"Jessica? I don't know her. Maybe she's a new teacher in House of Hope? Sorry, I give power to the principal for I have a lot to deal with every day. He is in charge of hiring teachers."

"Do you mean Jamie?"

"He owned 10% shares in House of Hope, so is there a problem that he pays a visit to us?"

"The abbot of the GY Temple? I don't know why he went to House of Hope in the middle of the night. Why don't you just ask him?"

Ferne frowned as he perused the statements.

Branden's answer was airtight. Right now, he could only count on those children to report Branden.

Jamie obviously colluded with the abbot Leon and fabricated the statement before they were captured. Both of their answers were immaculate, and they completely dissociated themselves from Jessica.

"We planned to go to Forest Hot Spring together tomorrow. We came here after we left the GY Temple."

"Someone else in the car? No, just the driver and us."

"A middle-aged woman? There is no such person. You guys must make a mistake."

"Too late? We were playing chess and lost the track of time. We came here when we wanted to."

"How we met? I often go to the temple to burn incense. That's how we know each other."

"I am also a shareholder of House of Hope. I have to pay a visit when I drive by."

"Jessica? I don't know her."

"Stony? I don't know him. There are so many kids. Who would remember all of their names?"

"Kidnapping? Don't be ridiculous. This is a child rescue station. Why would we kidnap a child?"

The police officers spent the entire morning recording the statements and they were worn out. However, they didn't make any progress on the case. Branden's lawyer had arrived and he was preparing to file a lawsuit against the municipal police station for taking his client for investigation without legal papers.

Ferne smoked a cigarette in one breath and felt his chest tightened. He called the hospital every ten minutes to ask about the situation. Finally, at noon, he received the results of the children's examinations.

Nevertheless, it dashed Ferne's hopes. There were no signs of beating like bruises or abuses on all the children's bodies.

None of the children in House of Hope suffered mistreatment.

Ferne didn't know whether this news was good or bad.

There was no witness, no physical evidence, and no accusation. The suspect of Stony's kidnapping was narrowed down to Jessica and the three men.

The abbot of the GY Temple, Jamie, and even Branden all said that they did not know Jessica, or why she kidnapped Stony.

As for the three men who were killed in Forest Park, the abbot of the GY Temple only said few words.

"Wish the lord could show them mercy."

Ferne almost smoked a whole box of cigarettes outside the department. Hearing the abbot's words, he was so furious that he almost smashed his chair on the glass.

He was fretful and didn't dare to tell Noah about the news.

He had been so sure this group of bad people would be put behind bars.

But even if they were caught, the police still couldn't do anything. They had no evidence.

Damn evidence!

The five men captured in the hospital last night didn't give any important information. Noah deliberately let one man go. This man probably was afraid that the police would follow him. He didn't return to his home and stayed at a hotel.

Apparently, they were unable to find any new clues.

"Have you checked all of Branden's addresses?" He grabbed a police officer over and asked.

The police officer shook his head, "I only checked the one where he lives."

Ferne picked up his coat and headed out. He suddenly remembered that Christy had investigated Branden's villa last night. He wondered if she got anything so he called her with his phone.

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Christy had a fever in the early morning. Trevor helped her take two antipyretic pills and changed her gauze. He pulverized some painkillers to apply to her wound and then covered it with a styptic gauze.

After doing all this, he rang the bell and had the servants bring two bowls of porridge and two baskets of steamed buns.

The servants thought that Mr. Trevor regained a great appetite and they even told Rachel about it. The whole family seemed to enjoy the dinner better, except Arabella.

Ever since the police station incident, she did not go to work and stayed at home all this time. Although she attended the regular meeting of the Pecks, she didn't say a word in front of so many people at present. Rachel talked to her after coming back.

"If you don't want to be the inheritor, I can choose one among your cousins."

Perhaps this reminded Arabella of her situation. After a few days of silence, she regained her spirits and went back to work. Of course, she still couldn't forget about what Jaquan and Emma had done.

She still remained calm even though she heard that Trevor had eaten an extra breakfast.

Rachel wanted to go to the attic to take a look. But she was afraid even if she went upstairs, she would not be able to see him. So she only instructed the servants to prepare more food.

Trevor thought that he wouldn't doze off, but to his surprise, he fell asleep in three hours. When he woke up, he was still firmly holding her hand.

She was even prettier than the person he had seen on the computer. She had dazzling eyes with long eyelashes. Her lips were slightly curved. Her neck was thin and fair. He could see the two beautiful collarbones under her large clothes.

When Trevor got out of bed, Christy opened her eyes reflexively. She was very vigilant, and this subconscious reaction made Trevor feel complicated for no reason.

He felt awkward, upset, and inexplicably painful.

After Christy saw Trevor, she gently closed her eyes, curled her lips, and said something vaguely.

When Trevor got out of bed, he heard what she said and immediately froze.

She said, "Good morning."

Christy slept until noon, and Trevor had people send more porridge and steamed buns.

Christy was severely dehydrated and her lips turned pale.

Trevor poured another glass of water and helped her drink up. Then he brought the lunch to the bed and put the spoon in her hand. Only then did he begin to enjoy his own meal.

In the daytime, he wore a hood.

Christy didn't mind the food because she knew that she couldn't eat anything else. But ... he could have had a hearty meal.. Instead, he ate the bland porridge with her.