Chapter 354
Boss, Your Wife is Asking for A Divorce, Again!
Boss Your Wifeâs Asking for A Divorce Again Chapter 354
After Tom turned and left the room, Toby picked up his phone and was contemplating whether he should
call or text Sonia. In the end, he decided to go with a text. âTom is sending those men over now. Just wait
a little.â
At the same time, Sonia was seated in a chair in the lobby of the police station. Feeling her phone
vibrating in her handbag, she whisked it out to check it. Upon seeing the message, she smiled and
replied hurriedly, âI got it. Thanks!
Tobyâs reply came very quickly as well. âYouâre welcome. Also, Iâve taken care of those two guys for you!
He took care of them? she thought in surprise. âHow did you take care of them?â
âYouâll find out in a while, he replied.
Seeing how he wanted to keep it a secret, Sonia pursed her lips and kept her phone away instead of
asking him again. Since he didnât say it when she asked the first time, then there was no need to ask the
second time. Just then, she heard a familiar voice from nearby.
Knitting her brows together slightly, she turned to the source and saw Cynthia speaking to a female
police officer standing in front of her.
It appeared as though the officer was lecturing Cynthia, who kept her head low while bobbing it and
answering, âI understand. I wonât do it again.â
Noticing that Cynthia was dressed in her private clothes instead of the orange jumpsuit, Sonia knew that
her detention had ended. What a coincidence, she thought, not expecting that she would run into the
scene where Cynthia regained her freedom while she was here to make a police report.
But her detention was supposed to be twenty days. Why did it end so quickly before the twenty days
were up? she wondered and stood up to walk over.
The crisp, clear sound of her heels clicking on the floor drew Cynthia and the officerâs attention, and they
stopped their conversation as they spun their heads simultaneously toward her.
When Cynthia saw Sonia, her face fell; she quickly hid behind the officer, as though she was avoiding
Sonia like a plaque.
Smirking, Sonia thought, Whatâs going on? Is Cynthia that afraid of me?
After peering at Cynthia behind herself, the officer smiled and greeted, âHi, Miss Reed.â
Sonia nodded and replied, âHello, Officer Chase. I would like to ask if Miss Stoneâs detention period has
ended.â
Hearing that, Officer Chase immediately understood why she joined them, and she smiled as she
answered, âYes. A few days ago, Miss Stone saved an inmate who was having an epilepsy attack and
made a merit point for herself. So, her detention ended ahead of time.â
âShe made a merit?â Sonia repeated in surprise. Then, she glanced at Cynthia, who was behind Officer
Chase, and exclaimed in surprise, âI really canât tell that youâre actually capable of doing something
good.â
With a police officer in front of her, Cynthia poked out her head bravely and glared at Sonia as she
barked, âIs it such a wonder for me to do something good?â
An indifferent smirk appeared on Soniaâs face. âHow is it not? Am I supposed to believe that a person
who ended up in a detention center twice because she tried to harm me actually did something out of
the goodness of her heart?â she sneered while peering at Cynthia with a deep look in her eyes.
Guilt washed over Cynthia from her stare, and she lowered her head subconsciously. This woman is so
smart!
It was true that she didnât save that inmate out of kindness, but simply because she wanted to end her
detention earlier.
From her last experience in a detention center, she had heard that she could be released earlier if she
made a credit, which was not an easy feat in a detention center. At long last, she ran into an inmate who
had an epilepsy attack. Without a doubt, she wouldnât let this golden opportunity pass by, and she
managed to save this inmate after driving away another inmate who also wanted to make a merit.
Unexpectedly, Sonia had seen through her true intentions so easily. But so what if she did? she thought.
So what if she knew that I didnât save someone out of kindness? Itâs a fact that I saved someone and
earned a merit point! At the thought of this, she didnât feel guilty anymore and held her head and chin up
high as she threw a provocative look at Sonia.
Sonia narrowed her eyes and was about to say something when a male officer came over. âHey, Chase.
Where did you place the file from last time?â
Slapping her forehead, Officer Chase apologized. âIâm sorry. I placed it in my drawer and forgot to put it
back into the archives. Iâll get it for you right now.â Then, she hurriedly paced to her work station.
After the police officers left, there was only Sonia and Cynthia left on the spot. Without the protection of
the police officer, in a split second, Cynthia returned to the terrified state that she was in when she saw
Sonia earlier.
Seeing that, Sonia had a faint smile on her face and asked, âWhatâs wrong? Are you afraid of me?â
âWâWhoâs afraid of you?â she retorted, reacting like a cat whose tail had been trampled over.
Crossing her arms across her chest, Sonia said, âYouâre not afraid? Iâll give it a try, then.â Then, she lifted
her leg and took a step toward Cynthia.
All of a sudden, Cynthia jumped back and shouted, âDonât come near me!â
Sonia stopped and chuckled. âLook how agitated you are when I get closer. And youâre telling me youâre
not afraid?â
This time, she had no words to argue; she shrunk her neck as her face flushed bright red with a mix of
awkwardness and fury.
Yes, it was true that she was afraid of this woman because she had sent her into a detention center
twice. In her heart, this woman was no different from the devil himself, and while she hated her, she also
feared her.
That was simply because she knew clearly that she couldnât outwit this woman!
âJust what do you want with me?â Biting her lower lip, Cynthia looked as though she was about to burst
into tears.
Sonia pouted her lips. âI donât want to do anything with you. I just wanted to confirm if youâre really afraid
of me.â
Glaring at her furiously, Cynthia answered, âYes, Iâm afraid of you. Are you happy now? So, can you let
me off and let me go now?â
âOf course I can. If the police are letting you go, how could I keep you here? However, before you go,
have some advice for you. Since youâre already released, be a good person and stop doing those nasty,
despicable acts. If I could send you to the detention center twice, then I can do it again for the third time,â
Sonia said in a cold voice with a teasing smile on her face.
Paralyzed, Cynthia uttered, âYou,â
âDonât try me because Iâm serious. Iâm even thinking that itâs rather boring to keep sending you to a
detention center. If itâs possible, I would rather send you to jail. I heard that the women there are freaky.
Because they havenât met a man for years, they do things to womenââ
âStop, you devil!â Cynthia shouted fearfully as she covered her ears with her hands.
She knew exactly what Sonia wanted to say; for the past few days when she was in the detention center,
the inmates here had told her about how horrifying a jail was and how freaky the women there were. This
was precisely why she didnât want Sonia to continue talking.
Seeing how terrified Cynthia was, Sonia smiled brightly. âAlright, I wonât go on, but from the looks of it,
you probably know what I was going to say. If you really donât want to end up in jail, youâd better behave.
Otherwise, donât blame me for sending you there. Even if the things you do are not so serious that it
could land you in jail, Iâll think of ways to put you in there. Trust me,I can definitely do it!â
Hearing that, blood drained from Cynthiaâs face as she trembled all over. In the end, she bolted out of the
place because she just couldnât stand to be in the same room with her, and she was afraid that if she
didnât leave, this sheâdevil would come up with an idea against her.
Watching Cynthiaâs back as she ran away in fear, Sonia threw back her head and laughed heartily as she
was now in a good mood. I think sheâll have nightmares tonight.
Suddenly, a manâs voice echoed from behind her. âMiss Reed.â
Recognizing it as Tomâs voice, she gathered her emotions and turned around. âHello, Mr. Brown.â
âIâve brought the men here, Miss Reed,â he reported as he paced over.
She squinted her eyes. âWhere are they?â
âThe police have brought them to the interrogation room,â he answered.
âIâm going over to take a look!â she said, strutting toward the interrogation room in her heels.