Chapter 795
The officer slammed his hand on the table. “What’s that supposed to mean? Shouldn’t I be the one asking you that?” His tone turned sharp and aggressive. “Let me remind you, this is a police station—not a place for you to throw your weight around. You really think connections can save you here?”
“I…” Julian was caught off guard by the officer’s sudden shift in attitude and didn’t know what to say. He froze on the spot. At first, he had been confident nothing would come of this. He thought it was only a matter of time before he walked out of here. But now, seeing the officer’s fierce expression, something felt off. Did this cop really not know who he was? Or was something else going on? Why, even now, would someone dare speak to him like that?
Even Tessa narrowed her eyes slightly. The change in the officer’s demeanor was strange. She forced herself to stay calm, replaying in her mind what had happened while the officer stepped out. In the beginning, it was clear the officer hadn’t known how to handle Julian. And when Julian mentioned having powerful connections, the officer had clearly hesitated. But after stepping out, something had changed. When he returned, his tone was completely different. Could it be that he had checked with a superior? That someone above him had said something? That thought made Tessa uneasy. Who was behind this shift? Who had enough weight to cause such a drastic change in attitude? Because just moments ago, this officer hadn’t been acting like this. Tessa studied him silently. She didn’t want to use her trump card unless absolutely necessary. Because once it was revealed, there’d be no way back. And when that happened, what would she have left to fight against Aurora? She really would be fighting this battle alone again. Sometimes, she just couldn’t give people the benefit of the doubt. It was always safer to assume the worst. That way, she would never leave them an escape route.
Meanwhile, Julian was starting to panic as he saw the officer standing firm, unmoved. “What’s your problem? What’s your badge number? I’m filing a complaint!” His voice rose, full of agitation. He wasn’t clueless—he knew exactly what it was like inside a jail cell. Once you were in, it was nothing but misery. So, if there was a way to stop this before it got to that point, he needed to take it. Letting this drag on would only make things worse.
Still, the officer’s expression remained calm. “I’ve told you again and again—waving your status around here is pointless. If you have that much energy, you’d be better off telling the truth. If you cooperate, we’ll take it into consideration.” He was quickly losing his patience. He had already said all of this too many times, and yet Julian still wouldn’t listen—still stuck on the same arrogant nonsense. The sooner he confessed, the better it would be for everyone. They wouldn’t have to waste more time.
But Julian stayed stubborn, fully convinced his parents would come to his rescue. “I didn’t do anything wrong. What is there to confess?” He gave the officer a once-over, eyes filled with disdain. “You must be joking. And let me return the favor—if you’ve got time to lecture me, maybe go look into who I really am back home. Then we’ll talk.”