Chapter 368

Donald forced a laugh, “Sir, I’m not as noble as you. You know what they say—the grass is always greener on the other side.”

Donald continued, “Aspen is a brilliant and beautiful woman from the Bridgefields’ Stevens family. Wanting her is only natural. And…”

When Donald hesitated, Mark pressed, “And what? Tell me everything so I can try to help you find a way out of this mess.”

Donald shifted uncomfortably before admitting, “And sleeping with someone like Aspen isn’t just about the pleasure and the thrill of conquest. I was planning to secretly record it, so I could enjoy it again later. With that kind of video, I could even make her come back for more…”

Mark took a deep breath, staring at Donald intently. “Donald, you should have been a porn director elsewhere instead of a chief commissioner in Jayrodale.”

Donald’s eyes lit up excitedly, “Mr. Thatcher, so you’re into that too! No wonder you asked so many detailed questions!”

“Shut up!” Mark snapped, his face reddening. “That was for the investigation–not everyone is a perverted pig like you!”

“Here’s what we’ll do: come with me to apologize to Mr. Lloyd in person. With my mediation and the fact that you didn’t hurt him or damage the gem, we might be able to resolve this.”

Donald was overjoyed and exclaimed, “Thank you, Mr. Thatcher! I can never repay your kindness in saving my life! I’ll definitely take this lesson to heart!”

Mark warned, “Remember, everything we discussed today stays between us."

Donald replied eagerly, “Of course!”

Later, Mark escorted Donald to meet Andrew, who was being treated as an honored guest in the precinct’s VIP room. Elsie was present, watching in shock as Donald transformed from his previous arrogance into a groveling, apologetic figure before Andrew.

She was stunned into numbness, realizing how narrow her perspective had been when she had thought Andrew was being overconfident earlier.

Andrew set down his teacup and said calmly, “Mr. Warren, you don’t blame me for your missing pinky, do you?”

Donald’s face paled as he quickly assured, “Not at all, Mr. Lloyd! I deserved it–I’m actually grateful for the lesson.”

“Your attitude is so proper now, it’s almost uncomfortable,” Andrew remarked blandly. “I almost miss the arrogant chief commissioner from before.”

“Mr. Lloyd, I was blind not to recognize your status,” Donald replied with a pained smile. “If I’d known who you were, I would never have dared.”

Andrew asked, “So, was it Aspen who put you up to this?”