"I'm very sorry. I can compensate you. How much do you want?"
"Ten thousand dollars."
"You … You're blackmailing me!" the woman roared.
"This includes your daughter's medical fees. I also have to take her to the hospital."
"What … That's impossible. The police will know."
If she was sent to the hospital, the doctor would definitely inform the police.
If she were to be investigated, then her reputation would be completely ruined.
"I won't say anything," Chen Zhao said. "As for what the police find, it has nothing to do with me."
Chen Zhao wasn't completely sure that the woman wasn't the murderer.
If she was really the murderer, it would be too dangerous for her to stay with her foster daughter.
Therefore, Chen Zhao had to send the girl to the hospital.
"As for how you're going to tell the police, that's your problem."
"Sir, don't send her to the hospital. I promise, I promise to treat her better. I won't hurt her. If this gets exposed, I'll lose my job."
"What do you do?"
"I'm a host. I'm the host of KTLL TV News Channel … I'm a celebrity … I can't have a scandal." The woman was completely flustered. She clearly viewed her career as more important than her adopted daughter.
Chen Zhao thought about it and said, "She has to go to the hospital. This can't be changed. But I know someone in the police. I can help you ask how you should handle this situation."
The woman's mistake could be big or small, because she was the girl's guardian.
She didn't save her daughter, so she was guilty of manslaughter.
Of course, Ville wasn't dead yet, so it would be fine as long as she wasn't prosecuted.
It mainly depended on the police's evidence and their attitude.
Chen Zhao called Melson. "Melson, are you free now?"
"What's up?"
"I got a client …" Chen Zhao told him the situation.
Chen Zhao explained the situation. After a moment of silence, Melson said, "What do you want me to do?"
"As long as the law allows, it's the best outcome if we don't pursue the mother's mistake. It's best if this incident doesn't get exposed."
"How's the girl's injury?"
"I've already treated her and stabilized her condition. I'm going to call an ambulance to send her to the hospital."
"The police will call the ambulance. You and the woman stay at the scene for the time being. I'll bring some people over now."
"Alright, I understand."
After a while, Melson arrived with his men, followed by an ambulance.
A few officers were collecting evidence at the scene. Melson waved at Chen Zhao and the woman.
"Let's talk."
The three entered the bedroom. Melson glanced at Chen Zhao, then at the woman.
"Ms. Dailey Simpson, if you don't want to get into trouble, during your statement, say that you immediately called the police after discovering that your daughter had committed suicide. Don't say anything irrelevant."
"I … Will I be sued?"
"As long as you don't take the initiative to confess any evidence of delaying time, the police will not take the initiative to prosecute you," Melson said.
"I … I understand." Dailey Simpson nodded.
"Explain the situation to my team members first. Don't say anything unnecessary, such as the injury on your abdomen."
"Okay." Dailey Simpson was still a little uneasy, but she still listened to Melson's suggestion.
Chen Zhao took Melson's hand. "Thank you."
Chen Zhao knew that this was help in exchange for a favor.
Last time, Melson owed him a favor. This time, Melson was here to return the favor.
Of course, this favor was within Melson's authority.
If Dailey Simpson had really killed someone, Melson would not ignore it for Chen Zhao's sake.
The $10,000 that Dailey Simpson had paid him was not only the consultation fee, but also the commission and hush money.
To put it bluntly, Chen Zhao helped her solve her problem and she paid him.
As for Dailey Simpson and her adopted daughter, who was right and who was wrong?
It was not up to Chen Zhao to decide. Either way, Chen Zhao did not like their personalities.
Moreover, Chen Zhao had no intention of getting involved in their relationship. Their enmity had not been created overnight.
Whether or not they would fight each other in the future had nothing to do with Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao had done what he had to do. At least, that was what he thought.
Dailey Simpson was at fault, but if she went to jail, Ville Simpson would have to go to an orphanage or be sent to a close relative. It might not be a good thing for her.
…
"Chen Zhao, why did you give me $2,000?" Ethan looked at Chen Zhao in confusion. "Isn't the consultation fee eight hundred? According to our agreement, it should be $160, right? Did you find your conscience and want to pay for your free meals here? "
"If you want it, then stop nagging." Chen Zhao rolled his eyes. "Auntie Qing, get me something to eat."
Ethan kept nagging about Chen Zhao's freeloading as usual.
After eating, Chen Zhao went to the hospital to check on Will Simpson's condition and pay the money.
When he returned home, it was already past four in the afternoon.
Chen Zhao saw Ken standing at the door, arguing with a man. Chen Zhao had some impression of the man.
He seemed to be a gangster from town. Chen Zhao had met him in the supermarket. The gangster had noticed that Chen Zhao was a stranger, so he had his eyes on him. Fortunately, the supermarket employee had warned Chen Zhao.
"Ken, are you a friend?" Chen Zhao reminded him. He saw that Ken and the gangster were about to fight, so he indicated that he was here.
The gangster glanced at Chen Zhao and said something to Ken in a low voice. Then he left angrily.
Ken walked up to Chen Zhao. "Chen, thank you."
"That guy's a gangster, right?"
"We used to be brothers. He came to borrow money from me."
"Are Mr. Bant and Mary not here?"
"The winery closed," Ken said. "My father and I both lost our jobs, so we need to find new ones."
Chen Zhao could not do anything about their predicament. After all, he did not have many connections.
"Will that gangster trouble you again?"
"I don't have money to lend him," Ken answered, shaking his head. "He probably won't come again."
"That's good. If you're in trouble, come to me or call the police."
"I know what to do. Thank you."
"Leonardo's personal phone number is the patrol officer in town. Maybe you should write it down."
"Okay, thank you."
Not long after Chen Zhao returned home, Fali also came back.
She lay on the sofa lazily. "Chen, did you make dinner?"
"No, I just came back too."
"I don't want to move. You take care of dinner."
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