Chapter 421: Chapter 421: Abusing Scum (4)
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The strong smell of blood and stench wafted over, and Enna Clark didn’t know why her stomach felt a little nauseous. She quickly let go of Jasmine Clark’s chin and suppressed the rising nausea in her stomach. Coldly, she said, “Let you go? Jasmine, don’t you know that kidnapping is a crime?”
“Any kidnapping crime is punishable by more than ten years ‘ imprisonment. If the circumstances are serious, the sentence will be even longer. For someone like you, who committed a serious crime during probation, the punishment will be severe, with multiple sentences. You’re set to serve at least ten years!”
Jasmine wasn’t stupid, she had basic common sense that kidnapping would land her in jail. Her eyes became flustered, but she stubbornly yelled, “I won’t go to prison! My uncle has connections in the police department, do you think you can put me behind bars? Dream on!”
‘ Really? Let’s see if I can put you in prison!” Enna Clark stopped looking at her, turned around, and opened the door, saying to Scott Harris, “Mr. Harris, call the police.”
Scott Harris didn’t expect her to handle Jasmine this way, but Baron Lawrence had already instructed him to follow whatever decision Enna made.
So, Scott went to the side to call the Linton City Police Station.
Enna Clark didn’t idle, she pondered for a moment, found a journalist’s phone number, and dialed it- “Hello, I’ve got some information for you…”
1 hour later.
The police car wailed and stopped before the residential building, escorting Jasmine Clark out in a messy state.
Outside the house, dozens of journalists were gathered behind the defense line, and the flashbulbs clicked non-stop as they aimed at Jasmine Clark. “Miss Clark, is the content of the recording you exposed last time true?” “Can you tell us if President Clark was involved in this kidnapping?” “Miss Clark, how did you leave the police station while under detention?”
“Miss Clark…”
“Miss Clark…”
Jasmine, escorted by two police officers, felt like she’d been stripped naked and thrown on the street as she faced the flashing lights and sharp questions from the journalists. Desperately, she covered her face with her hands, screaming, “Don’t take pictures! Don’t! Stop snapping!”
No, she was the First Young Lady of the Clark Family, how could they treat her like this!
She didn’t want her ugly face on TV!
If Mrs. Sullivan saw her like this… Just thinking of the Sullivan Family seeing her in such a mess, Jasmine Clark’s heart turned cold.
Her face turned pale, her eyes flustered, and her voice weakened, “Please, don’t take any more photos…”
But the reporters present didn’t care, trying to get their cameras as close to her face as possible.
Sharp and venomous questions were thrown at her, each one stabbing Jasmine’s heart.
For the first time, Jasmine felt the true meaning of despair!
But she didn’t know that even greater despair awaited her.
In a small alley near the residence, the Bentley was quietly parked in the corner.
Enna Clark watched as Jasmine endured the bombardment of questions from the reporters and desperately pleaded. She saw Jasmine’s pale face as the police officers pushed her into the police car. She slowly closed the car window.
“Mr. Harris, thank you, let’s go.”
“Miss Clark, you don’t want to watch until the end?”
Enna shook her head and calmly said, “No need, I already know the outcome.”
No matter how many connections the Jordan or Clark Family had, nobody would dare to bail out Jasmine now. And it wasn’t because they feared Baron Lawrence; after being exposed to the public, no one dared to cause chaos unless they wanted to be drowned in condemnation.
Jasmine going to prison was a done deal!
And she would surely receive the most just treatment for the crimes she committed!
Enna had more important things to do and did not want to waste time on
Jasmine….
