The Husband I Loved for Eight Years Never Loved Me-Chapter 136: Sent to the Police Station

Chapter 136: Taken to the Police Station

Julian Jennings naturally picked up on June Jennings’s cue and asked, "What are the plans for this afternoon?"

Rachel Royce glanced at Melissa and then said, "Melissa has a one-hour piano lesson this afternoon. We’ll see where she and Stella can go play after her class is over."

Julian Jennings hummed in acknowledgment.

Just then, Rachel Royce’s phone vibrated. Seeing the caller ID, she stood up and stepped out to take the call.

A voice with an American accent came from the other end of the line. "Evelynn."

After graduating two years ago, Rachel Royce joined a Fortune 500 investment firm on Wall Street. At the time, she was handling a small makeup company facing a financial crisis that was seeking investment. After learning about the situation, she revised their business plan and submitted it, but it was ultimately, and unsurprisingly, rejected by her superior.

However, she truly believed in the makeup company’s potential.

She called her father.

Wendy Royce didn’t say anything at the time. He just gave her all of his savings—a total of forty million.

Back then, Peter Preston’s company was on the right track, and Wendy Royce had received his first dividend that year.

Later, when Peter Preston found out, he transferred another fifty million to her.

With that money, plus her own savings, Rachel Royce invested in the makeup company and became its largest shareholder. She resigned from the investment firm and took over the business.

Over the next two years, the company quickly got on track. By the second year, it had turned a profit, with earnings exceeding nine million US Dollars. This attracted subsequent investors, and eventually, Julian Jennings invested in KU.

However, Rachel Royce always kept the brand in the niche category, catering to a loyal consumer base without blindly expanding its scale.

At the beginning of this year, the brand suddenly went viral. Coupled with its high quality, this led to a surge in overseas sales, with first-quarter revenue reaching ten million US Dollars.

Now that the company was developing steadily, she had stepped back from day-to-day operations. The senior management would contact her for major decisions.

Therefore, she could have actually stayed in the United States to continue her career.

But she still chose to return, because her family was here.

The person on the phone reported that their previous collaboration was proceeding smoothly.

They talked for about ten minutes.

The caller said, "NS’s equity agreement is about to change. An announcement was made today that the company is being acquired."

NS was one of KU’s investors.

Hearing this, Rachel Royce didn’t seem too concerned. She asked him to send over the relevant documents for her to review that evening.

After finishing the call, as Rachel Royce was about to return to the private room,

she heard a soft voice call out, "Tristan!"

Rachel Royce stopped in her tracks. Looking up, she saw Claire Ainsworth walking out from the opposite side of the hall. Claire Ainsworth saw her too.

The gentle expression on Claire’s face instantly turned cold, but she spoke into the phone in a soft, sweet voice, "I saw the photos you sent me. I quite like the ruby jewelry, and that jade set would be perfect for my mom."

Rachel Royce indifferently averted her gaze.

On her way back to the private room, she saw Florence Preston coming out.

"Mom."

Rachel Royce called out.

Florence Preston said, "Finished with your call."

Rachel Royce hummed in agreement.

Florence Preston said, "Go on in. I’m going to the restroom."

"Okay."

As Florence Preston headed for the restroom, she saw Claire Ainsworth on the phone. She paused for a moment, then her expression darkened, and she walked straight ahead.

Rachel Royce returned to the private room.

Wendy Royce asked, "What were you talking about? You were gone for a while."

Rachel Royce explained, "It was about things with the company in the United States."

Ian Quinn suddenly offered a compliment, "Peter and Rachel’s companies are both doing incredibly well right now. You really have a good eye, sir."

Hearing this, Wendy Royce laughed. "They’re my own kids. Besides, Peter and Rachel are exceptional on their own. Of course I have unconditional faith in them."

At his words, everyone else laughed along with him.

The atmosphere was lively.

As the meal was winding down, Florence Preston still hadn’t returned.

Rachel Royce stood up and said, "I’ll go check the restroom."

After leaving the private room, she heard the sound of an argument before she even reached the restroom.

The moment she walked into the restroom, she saw Claire Ainsworth swing her hand and slap Florence Preston across the face, cursing, "A bitch’s daughter is just as much of a bitch."

Florence Preston clutched her stinging cheek.

Rage instantly surged through Rachel Royce. She stormed forward, and before Claire Ainsworth could even register who it was, she was struck hard across the face.

Claire’s body swayed, and she stumbled back against the vanity.

"Claire."

Jane Sullivan, who had followed her into the restroom, saw this, and her expression changed drastically.

Rachel Royce supported Florence Preston, looking up to see an elegant woman striding in, flanked by the restaurant manager and two security guards.

The woman hurried forward to support her daughter, her face fraught with worry. "Claire." Seeing the red mark on her daughter’s cheek, Jane Sullivan was instantly furious. This was the daughter she had doted on since birth, a daughter she had never even spoken a harsh word to. And now, someone had dared to hit her.

Claire Ainsworth whimpered pitifully, "Mom, it was her."

Jane Sullivan looked up and glared at Florence Preston and Rachel Royce, her meticulously cared-for eyes burning with rage.

"Seize her."

Hearing the order, the security guards didn’t dare hesitate and moved to restrain Rachel Royce.

"What do you think you’re doing? Don’t you touch my daughter!"

Florence Preston shielded Rachel Royce, shoving at the security guards.

Rachel Royce snatched a potted plant from the counter and smashed it violently at the security guards’ feet.

CRASH!

The shattering sound made Jane Sullivan and Claire Ainsworth’s faces turn pale.

The security guards froze in place.

Rachel Royce then reached for a vase, ready to smash it as well.

SMASH!

It shattered right at Claire Ainsworth and Jane Sullivan’s feet.

"Ah!"

Claire Ainsworth screamed, her face pale with terror.

Jane Sullivan helped her daughter retreat, glaring at Rachel Royce with a heaving chest. "You lunatic!" She spun around and roared at the security guards, "You... what are you still standing there for? Grab her!"

The security guards dared not hesitate any longer.

Rachel Royce was about to smash something else,

but the tall, burly security guards forcibly restrained her.

"Let me go!"

Florence Preston rushed forward to help but was pushed to the ground by one of the guards.

"Mom!"

Rachel Royce cried out in alarm.

Suddenly, a sharp slapping sound echoed through the room. Jane Sullivan had slapped Rachel Royce right across the face. "How dare you touch my daughter? Take them to the police station."

「Back in the private room.」

"Why aren’t Rachel and Miss Preston back yet? Did something happen?" June Jennings said, puzzled.

"I’ll go..."

Two voices spoke at the same time.

Thomas Sterling and Julian Jennings had both stood up.

They trailed off mid-sentence, and the two men looked at each other.

The atmosphere was awkward for a moment.

Before anyone could speak, a staff member came in, breaking the tension. "Excuse me, two of the guests from your party were just taken to the police station for assault."

At these words, everyone was stunned.

Florence Preston and Rachel Royce were quickly and forcibly taken to the police station.

The police station had already received a call. When the two women arrived, they were separated for questioning to take their statements. However, Rachel Royce said only one thing: "I want to contact my lawyer. I won’t say a word until he gets here."

The officer left the interrogation room.

Rachel Royce sat inside for nearly twenty minutes with no word.

Until, finally, Peter Preston, Julian Jennings, and Thomas Sterling rushed into the police station.

They had brought a lawyer with them.

Seeing such an imposing group arrive,

the officer in charge immediately contacted his superior.

Finally, Rachel Royce and Florence Preston were released from the interrogation rooms. Rachel was supporting her mother.

The three men hurried over.

"Mom."

"Rachel!"

They saw that the red marks from the slaps on both Florence Preston and Rachel Royce’s faces had not yet faded. Rachel also had a bloody scratch on her cheek where Jane Sullivan’s ring had cut her during the slap.

Seeing their injuries, the three men’s expressions darkened.

"Let’s get to the car first!" Peter Preston said.

Afterward, he called Wendy Royce to let him know everything was alright.