Chapter 639

“D-Defamation?”

The two girls had gone paler than a sheet of paper.

The lawyer kindly explained, “Defamation is the act of harming someone’s reputation whether through oral or written form, such as falsely accusing someone to the police and trying to get them arrested. A light sentence would be anywhere less than three years, but a heavy sentence could be up to ten years of imprisonment.”

The two girls were thoroughly horrified and fell on their knees with a loud thud.

Three years?

They only wanted Arielle to be imprisoned for ten days or so, but Vinson was ready to keep them in jail for at least three years!

The tall girl was clearly terrified as a wet patch started forming on her skirt; she had wet herself out of fear.

“Take them,” Vinson called out.

A few bodyguards stepped out of a car parked not too far off, and they hauled both girls into the car, sending them to Rocher Private Hospital.

At that hospital, they would be exposed for lying even if they actually did have a concussion.

They couldn’t escape from going to jail at this point.

Wendy’s mouth pressed into a thin line, not daring to speak up for both of them.

Still, Vinson hadn’t forgotten about her just because she was silent.

Right then, he directed his glare toward her.

She immediately shivered under Vinson’s cold stare.

“I remember giving you a warning before,” Vinson said. “I told you not to mess with her because you wouldn’t be able to face the consequences. Clearly, your memory isn’t the best.”

Wendy’s face started going from pale to bright red.

She bit her lip, feeling all the blood rushing to her head.

However, Vinson still wasn’t done. “You’re not having class now, right?”

Wendy didn’t know why Vinson was asking this, but she nodded anyway.

In response, Vinson said, “Okay, perfect. Go back to Nightshire Manor and move out instantly. If not, I will get people to throw out all your luggage.”

“No!” Wendy shrieked, almost kneeling and begging Vinson.

He said coldly, “I already gave you a chance, but you didn’t want to take it. You constantly harassed her —”

“N-No, I didn’t! I just helped them make a phone call this time. You can’t do this to me!”

Her eyes started filling up with tears, looking more pitiful than ever. Anyone who saw them would probably think she was the victim in this situation.

Despite her tears, Vinson wasn’t swayed in the slightest. Rather than feel pity for her, he felt even more disgusted.

Women are so annoying. Why can’t they all be as decisive as Arielle?

Vinson said, “Okay, you don’t have to move out yourself. The lawyer will settle the matter with you. By then, I’ll have all your things sent to jail for you.”

Wendy immediately paled further.

“N-No, Mrs. Nightshire would never let you do that!”

Vinson was starting to tire of talking to her. He glanced at his watch and said, “You have three seconds.

Make your decision wisely.”

At that moment, Wendy was filled with conflicting feelings of rage, despair, and regret.

She hadn’t imagined that calling the cops on Arielle would result in herself getting kicked out by Vinson.

“One more second,” Vinson counted down.

Wendy didn’t want to go to jail, so she finally said in between sobs, “I’m going to move out tomorrow, okay?”

Hearing that, Vinson raised an eyebrow and decided he could bear with one more day. With a nod, he said, “I will check tomorrow night. If I see any of your belongings still in the house, I will be calling my lawyer.”

Wendy started crying even harder.

However, Vinson had already turned his back on her and talked to the two policemen, “I’m sorry that you had to make this run.”

The two of them quickly shook their heads. “No, not at all. Thanks to the number of reports we got from Soir Coffee’s case, we went way past our annual goal. We’ll probably be able to relax for the next few months.”

“All right. Please contact my lawyer after this.”

“Of course, Mr. Nightshire. We’ll be heading off now.” After bowing toward Vinson, the two policemen walked away.