Chapter 13 Anti-pornography Brigade
Royal Hotel.
As soon as Preston Wood hung up the phone, he hugged Lillian Wells in his arms whose tender skin made him addicted.
"Isn't it too bad for us to treat Milana like this?"
Preston lowered his head and kissed her face. "What's wrong? Since she's so ugly, it's an honor for her to be loved by a rich man."
"But..." Lillian looked hesitant.
Preston's hand reached into the quilt, fondling her.
"No but, Milana is a village girl and she is ugly. If it weren't for me, how could Mr. White like her?"
"Besides, Mr. White will give her 50,000 dollars, enough for her to live a life without worrying about food and clothing."
Lillian nestled softly in his arms, with her mouth open and panting in a low voice.
"But I still feel sorry for her, she is my half-sister after all."
Then I can cancel the engagement tomorrow. You can continue to keep her at home if you want.
Preston turned over and kissed her. "If you don't want this, I can introduce her to a rich boss and make her a rich wife."
"Preston..."
Preston lowered his head and kissed her. "I know you are kind, but Don't spoil the atmosphere now."
"Well..."
In the room, the ambiguous atmosphere is rising.
Preston's arrow is on the string, ready to fire.
The door was suddenly knocked open.
"Ah!" Lillian screamed and hid under the quilt.
Preston was so frightened that he shivered all over, and instantly became impotent.
In his life, it is estimated that there will be a psychological shadow.
Preston roared angrily, "Who, damn it.."
"Don't move."
In an instant, a group of police broke in and stood in front of the bed.
Preston pulled the quilt to cover his body. "What are you doing, you..."
"The Anti-pornography Brigade, we received an anonymous report about illegal prostitution here."
The police showed his credentials. "Now please put on your clothes, come with us to cooperate with the investigation."
Preston lowered his head. "I didn't prostitute. You arrested the wrong person. We know each other."
"Also, don't take pictures. Don't take pictures!"
The policeman ordered, "Put on your clothes. Please show your ID."
Preston raised his head and looked at the policeman. "I don't need ID, and I don't need to go to prostitutes!"
The policeman looked at him, very familiar.
He suddenly remembered that this was the third young master of the Woods, who was engaged to the Gates in a high-profile way some time ago, which he had seen in the financial news.
The police went through the procedure. "Put on your clothes and show your ID."
Preston got impatient, put on his underwear, and went to get his ID.
The policeman took the ID card, made a note, and then pointed to the bed. "What about hers?"
"She's my fiancee. At this time, how can a girl endure such a horrible scene?"
Preston took out a stack of money from his briefcase. "Take this money to have a supper. Please let us go."
Preston thought he couldn't go to the police station, or he would leave a criminal record.
This is not good for him, and it is not good for Lillian.
The policeman looked serious at once. "You are blatantly bribing and insulting the civil servants. Hurry up and get dressed and come with us."
Preston wanted to stuff the money, but the policeman took out the handcuffs and handcuffed them.
"Hurry up, go to the police station and cooperate with the investigation."
Lillian, who was hiding under the quilt, had no choice but to come up and spoke in low voice.
"It's me. We know each other. I am not selling sex."
The policeman glanced at her. He thought she is a little familiar, but still did business.
"Get up and get dressed. Go with us to cooperate with the investigation."
Lillian had no choice but to get out of the quilt and put on clothes.
But she just came out naked.
Click, click, click.
The camera's flash lights up