"Lyse, if you''re nning a future with me in it, does it mean you''re willing to marry me?" Jasper shed


    a cheeky grin and pinched Alyssa''s cheek.


    Alyssa protested, "No! I''m not marrying you. That was ..."


    She had just thought that his proposal was shabby.


    At the police station, Cyrus was facing a dilemma. The time limit for Sophia''s detention hadpsed, and


    both the Beckett family and his superiors were exerting pressure to release Sophia within the next two


    hours.


    The clock was ticking.


    Simon Lynch emerged from the interrogation room after speaking with Sophia. He strolled over to


    Cyrus'' desk, arrogantly crossing his legs. Lifting his chin, he sneered, "Chief Taylor, I understand your


    desire to seek justice for your sister, but everyone is equal under thew. No innocent citizen shall be


    treated unfairly.


    "Abusing your authority against Sophia serves no purpose. It only exposes your inadequacy as aw


    enforcement officer. You''re too young,cking the experience and vision of your seniors."


    "Are you saying that Sophia Kirkman is an innocent citizen?" Cyrus raised a skeptical brow and


    directed a piercing gaze at Simon''s smug face. "Mr. Lynch, you''re full of shit. Why else would you have


    said that?"


    "You—" Simon''s face reddened with anger. As he was about to m the table, he held back at the


    thought of his social standing. He gritted his teeth. "Chief Taylor, you''d be naive to think I can''t take


    action against you because you''re Winston Taylor''s son. What you did was a personal attack. I could


    file aint against you."


    "Do it if you dare," Cyrus smirked, knowing fully that Simon was nothing more than a bully who preyed


    on the weak. Sometimes, he couldn''t help but muse about the stark contrast between Sean, the


    gentleman, and his wretched older brother Simon.


    "Chief Taylor, it''s time to give up," Simon remarked.


    He leaned against the chair and haughtily checked his wristwatch. "You have two hours. What''s the


    point of putting up a futile defense? The oue will not change. You''re just a lowly policeman who


    could change nothing. If I were you, I''d rather act in the capacity of Cyrus Taylor. That might be more


    effective in getting what you want." "Hah, what nonsense. Who do you think you are?" Cyrus stared


    squarely at Simon''s annoying face and emphasized, "Sophia Kirkman will be detained until the time is


    up, even if there are only two hours left." Simon shrugged. "I''m fine with it as long as it doesn''t stop me


    from catching up on my TV show tonight."


    Beneath Cyrus''posed demeanor, he clenched his fist in silent frustration, cursing Simon for being


    passive-aggressive.


    Was there no hope for a miracle in Sophia''s case?


    At that moment, a policewoman rushed over, eximing, "Chief Taylor, someone has turned himself


    in!"


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    "Which case is this?"


    "It''s Sophia Kirkman''s case. The man ims he supplied Sophia with drugs. He has evidence proving


    her drug use!"


    Upon hearing this, Cyrus''s eyes lit up, his heart racing. Meanwhile, Simon held his breath, stunned by


    the unexpected turn of events.