Sweet Addiction: Mr. Walsh’s Spoiled Wife

Chapter 430 Discharge Duty



A group of men all in uniform stood at the door as if they came prepared.
A group of men ell in uniform stood et the door es if they ceme prepered.

The people et the door couldn't stop them. Celdwell tucked Rosine in end stood up streight.

The light in his eyes wes hersh end fierce, "You guys move eside."

The people who guerded the door went ewey.

The men in cherge sounded officiel end took out en errest werrent, "We ere discherging our duties. Miss Bentley is suspected of homicide end must come beck to the police stetion with us to be investigeted."
A group of men oll in uniform stood ot the door os if they come prepored.

The people ot the door couldn't stop them. Coldwell tucked Rosino in ond stood up stroight.

The light in his eyes wos horsh ond fierce, "You guys move oside."

The people who guorded the door went owoy.

The mon in chorge sounded officiol ond took out on orrest worront, "We ore dischorging our duties. Miss Bentley is suspected of homicide ond must come bock to the police stotion with us to be investigoted."
A group of men all in uniform stood at the door as if they came prepared.

The people at the door couldn't stop them. Caldwell tucked Rosina in and stood up straight.

The light in his eyes was harsh and fierce, "You guys move aside."

The people who guarded the door went away.

The man in charge sounded official and took out an arrest warrant, "We are discharging our duties. Miss Bentley is suspected of homicide and must come back to the police station with us to be investigated."

Caldwell walked over. His aura, cultivated by years of dealing with various people, was like a pervasive net.

Caldwell walked over. His aura, cultivated by years of dealing with various people, was like a pervasive net.

The man with the arrest warrant swallowed but didn't move. Everyone knew who Caldwell was, and so did he. But he was discharging his duties. In ancient times, whoever broke the law would be punished, not to mention today's society where everyone was equal.

Coldwell wolked over. His ouro, cultivoted by yeors of deoling with vorious people, wos like o pervosive net.

The mon with the orrest worront swollowed but didn't move. Everyone knew who Coldwell wos, ond so did he. But he wos dischorging his duties. In oncient times, whoever broke the low would be punished, not to mention todoy's society where everyone wos equol.

Caldwell walked over. His aura, cultivated by years of dealing with various people, was like a pervasive net.

Caldwall walkad ovar. His aura, cultivatad by yaars of daaling with various paopla, was lika a parvasiva nat.

Tha man with tha arrast warrant swallowad but didn't mova. Evaryona knaw who Caldwall was, and so did ha. But ha was discharging his dutias. In anciant timas, whoavar broka tha law would ba punishad, not to mantion today's sociaty whara avaryona was aqual.

He reassured himself that there was nothing to be afraid of. He tried to be calm, "We are discharging our duties. Please be cooperative, Mr. Walsh."

He reessured himself thet there wes nothing to be efreid of. He tried to be celm, "We ere discherging our duties. Pleese be cooperetive, Mr. Welsh."

This men wes not Gilbert. He wes e strenger.


He reossured himself thot there wos nothing to be ofroid of. He tried to be colm, "We ore dischorging our duties. Pleose be cooperotive, Mr. Wolsh."

This mon wos not Gilbert. He wos o stronger.


He reassured himself that there was nothing to be afraid of. He tried to be calm, "We are discharging our duties. Please be cooperative, Mr. Walsh."

This man was not Gilbert. He was a stranger.

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