Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 540

Wendy looked a little serious after hanging up the phone.

Connie, who had been paying close attention to her, leaned over and caught a few keywords. Then she asked, "Sister Wendy, did the Public Security Bureau call you?" "Yes..." Wendy nodded.

"Oh, God, are you okay?" Connie asked in a hurry.

Wendy shook her head and said with a frown, "I'm fine, but I just need to meet someone."

"Ah, now?" Connie checked the time on the wall clock as they were working now.

Wendy also took a look at the time. After thinking for a while, she stood up with the phone in her hand and said, "Then I'll have to ask the supervisor for a leave!"

She successfully got some time off work. Before she entered the elevator, she decided to call Charlie.

However, he did not answer her call. Perhaps he was in a meeting, she thought. So, she stopped calling and left the office building to call a taxi to the Municipal Public Security

Sub-bureau.

Upon arrival, she said the purpose of her visit, and a policeman came to her, saying, "Miss Lim, please follow me!"

Wendy nodded and walked down the corridor with him.

She happened to hear Charlie say that Helen's case had been transferred from the procuratorate to the court of appeal. However, since she had not been sentenced yet, she was temporarily detained here. After the official judgment of her sentence was made, she would be handed over to prison.

In such a civilized country, no one could escape the punishment of the law.

The police took her to the door of a room, opened it, and motioned her to a chair. "Wait a minute. The prisoner will be sent here soon."

"Okay. Thank you." Wendy nodded.

Not long after she sat down, the iron door inside was pushed open, and the police brought the handcuffed Helen in.

When Wendy rushed to the scene, Helen had been arrested and taken away, leaving only neighbors standing in the field watching. Now, Helen was right before her. In Wendy's memory, she had never been in such a mess before, even at the time when she was merely a mistress before her marriage.

Then Wendy remembered Yolanda, who ended up the same way as her mother. She and her mother had been enjoying an extravagant life in the past four years. It might never occur to them that they would spend so many years in prison after that.

The evils people bring on themselves are the hardest to bear.

Since they chose to do evil things, they had to bear the consequences.

Helen sat down, her handcuffs landing on the table, clanging. Subconsciously, Wendy touched her belly and secretly told her not to fear.

"Go ahead. Why do you want to see me?" Wendy spoke first.

Abruptly, Helen dashed forward to grab her hand across the table, her handcuffs clashing.

Wendy reacted quickly she leaned back instantly before she touched her and shouted out, "What are you doing?"

Seeing this, the policeman standing by the door took two steps forward to stop her.

For fear of being scolded by him, Helen did not make any further moves. She had to sit back into her chair and cried, "Wendy, I'm sorry! I know I was wrong. Can you show me some mercy? Please help me! Help me get out of this place!"

"No." Wendy answered without hesitation.

On her way here, she had guessed that Helen would plead with her. If the police officer had not stepped forward, she was sure that Helen would kneel in front of her and hold onto her legs like the other day. Wendy looked steadily at Helen and said word by word, "Last time at the gate of the police station, you begged me for Yolanda, and I told you that I would not forgive you. I will never change my attitude! If you want to see me due to this matter, you'll be disappointed."

"Wendy, it's been so long. Why do you still hold onto this matter? Yolanda has been sentenced, and I have been hiding for so long and was driven into a corner. In the end, I was captured. Now I can only beg you to show us some mercy. Do you have to be so ruthless?" Helen kept trying to persuade her.

"Am I ruthless?" Wendy gritted her teeth. "Wasn't Yolanda ruthless when she hit a child by car? You hired five hooligans to kidnap me and even intended to rape me by turns; weren't you ruthless?"

Her questions silenced Helen, who whispered with a guilty conscience, "Yes, we have hurt you, but you're safe and sound now, aren't you?"

Wendy wanted to laugh at her lousy argument.

Could anyone get away with murder because the target luckily survived? According to Helen, Wendy had no right to blame her at all. Instead, she should feel grateful for she could come luckily out of danger. Wendy could not forget how terrifying she had been when she was brought to the abandoned warehouse. If Charlie came late to save her, she could never sit here, safe and sound. Moreover, she could not forget the scene of Charlie being pushed into the emergency room with blood all over his body. Now Helen begged Wendy to let them go -she must be daydreaming!

Helen did not give up and continued, "Wendy, I know that you're now under the protection of not only the Hogg family but also the Gray family. Your dad said that you're no longer a member of the Lim family. Now you are the Gray family's daughter. Anyway, you were brought up by the Lim family, but now, Yolanda and I have ended up in such a miserable situation. Can you bear to see your dad being alone when he grows old?"

"You don't have to worry about it. Dad said that he didn't need your company!" Wendy conveyed his very words. "He also said that you two got what you deserved - you should pay for what you had done and should ponder over your mistakes in prison."

As soon as Helen heard this, her face turned deathly pale.

She had thought that Johnny would intercede for her. After all, she had been his wife, and he was still willing to lend her some money, but she didn't expect that he would leave her no way out.

Wendy, seeing her getting more and more panic, asked after pondering for a while. "Are you the only one who ordered them to kidnap me? Is there anyone else behind this?"

Helen was stunned for a moment and then shook her head, saying, "Hmm."

Wendy frowned, clenching her fist slightly.

After a few seconds, she got up from the chair, thinking that it was time to end the meeting. She was ready to leave.

Seeing her leaving, Helen hurriedly said, "Wait! Wait! Wendy, I have something to tell you, and you will definitely want to know it! But if I tell you this, please do not be too hard on me this time!" "What's the matter?" Wendy asked, narrowing her eyes.

It must be Helen's real purpose to see her, so Wendy sat back in the chair and waited for her answer with a poker face. She'd like to see what tricks she would play.

"About your d*mn..." Helen blurted it out but soon realized her mistake when she saw Wendy's eyes turn cold. She quickly corrected herself and said, "I mean, it has something to do with your deceased mother."

A trace of surprise flashed across Wendy's heart, and she asked, "About my mother?"