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The Day I Kissed An Older Man by Cher the Cherished

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Chapter 308

Gabriel went out to give the witnesses a call.

Rosie stood up, crossed her arms over her chest, and walked up to Corinne. She then said in a kind and almost–

persuasive tone, “Don’t think that you can clear your name just because you managed to hire a big–shot lawyer!

How dare you hire someone to hurt Anya? Lucas will never allow you to get away with it! My advice? Stop trying to

resist and just accept the punishment of the law. You might even be able to get a lighter sentence if you show a

good attitude!”

Corinne looked up, glanced at Rosie, and could not be bothered to entertain the woman’s pointless tirade.

Rosie was frustrated when Corinne ignored her, and she was extremely unhappy because her provoking never had

the intended effect. It was as if there was never a situation where Corinne would lose her composure, and it

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seemed that nothing was capable of stirring her emotions. Her ever–calm demeanor made Rosie feel like slapping

her out of curiosity to know if she could feel pain.

Beside them, Sunny stared silently at Corinne with a luminous gaze that contained equal parts disappointment and

anger, along with a hodgepodge of other emotions.

Anya, who was nestled in Lucas’s arms, slowly turned her head and said kindly, “Rosie’s right, Corinne. As long as

you’re willing to confess your guilt, I can persuade Lucas to sign a letter of leniency and try to get you a lighter

sentence. It’d be best if you can stop making so much of a fuss over this because it’ll only make my brother angrier.

This won’t do you any good.

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Corinne smirked and asked, “Why are you and your best friend so afraid of me making such a big fuss?”

Anya’s eyes flickered slightly, and she frowned aggrievedly while explaining, “I’m only doing this for your good,

Corinne. I don’t want you making more mistakes in a moment of confusion…”

“Is that so?” Corinne smiled, then closed her eyes without looking at her again.

After seeing his sister’s good intentions misconstrued as malice, Lucas narrowed his handsome eyes in displeasure

and said protectively, “I won’t go all out to get you the maximum punishment after your kindness in helping our old

man. Why must you make things worse and end up having to bear consequences that you can’t afford to bear?”

Corinne yawned. “Gee, thanks for your generosity, but there’s nothing I can’t afford to bear, unfortunately. You can

do whatever you want!”

Lucas stared coldly at Corinne’s fearless look and had a

complicated expression. ‘Just what kind of family

environment did she grow up in to become so sinister, vicious, and shameless instead of being a gentle and well–

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mannered woman?‘

Rosie glared at Corinne in disgust. “Ignore her, Lucas! She’s just a bumpkin from the countryside. She might not be

afraid of the consequences right now, but she’ll still cry once she’s convicted! Don’t bother being kind to her and

signing that letter of leniency for her. She needs to be severely punished if she is to learn how to repent!”

As soon as Rosie finished speaking, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a seven- or eight–year–old boy ran in

toward the gangster Chris.

“Dad!” The little boy wanted to throw himself into his father’s arms, but he could not do so because his father was

handcuffed and thus unable to spread his arms open.

He was stunned, and he looked at his father in confusion. He could not accept what was happening at all and he

immediately asked. “Why are you in handcuffs, Dad? Aren’t bad people the only ones who are put in handcuffs on

those TV shows? Did you do something bad?”

Upon seeing his son, Chris’s psychological mettle collapsed instantly. He lowered his head and said in shame, “I… I

didn’t do it on purpose, son…”