Chapter 33. Bidding War

"The cops have refused to have anything to do with that punk’s arrest, buddy. I don’t know but I feel there is something about him. Something we might not know. With the cops against you, doesn’t that mean you are already losing the battle before it started? What are you going to do now?"

Brooks Miller stares at the fair silver-eyed dude sitting before him and runs his hand through his hair. He opens his mouth to talk but can’t even utter a word.

He is just so dumbfounded and at a loss for words. The very first time he will ever be. All he thought as he made the preparations was that once the verdict was up, the Pearsons would have no other option but to kick Lucien out of their mansion then someone would grab him and send him to the cops but now, he has lost in both ways.

He just can’t understand why the cops will be afraid of that thing. That riffraff.

He is still in thought when the fair dude walks up to him and squats. He taps him on the lap dra