Chapter 50 Arrest

Chapter 50 Arrest

Erin's POV：

"Oh my God, that's Mark! From the Moore family! He actually drugged and assaulted women? That's disgusting!"

"What a beast!"

"He's brought shame to the entire Moore family! If I were him, I'd kill myself immediately!"

As people talked, someone in the crowd started throwing leftover coffee and trash at Mark.

Instantly, Mark's naked body was covered in disgusting liquid.

He dodged while cursing. "Fuck! Who threw that? I'll fucking kill you!"

He stopped and pointed viciously at the crowd, but the bodyguard behind him jabbed an electric baton into his waist.

"Ahh..." He screamed and trembled all over, urine instantly running down his leg.

This triggered even louder laughter and mockery from the crowd.

Those taunts and comments crushed Mark's dignity completely.

He walked unsteadily, cursing nonstop, trying to stop several times.

But the electric baton showed no mercy, shocking him. He shook and could only continue walking crookedly forward.

Watching his pathetic state, I pulled out my phone to record.

But before I could open the camera, a large hand covered my eyes.

"Don't look."

I was confused for a moment, then pulled Kingsley's hand away and looked at him questioningly.

"Why?"

Kingsley's face showed no expression as he spoke domineeringly.

"That kind of scrawny body, what's there to see? It'll dirty your eyes."

His domineering attitude made me think he was acting strange!

"I just wanted to film his pathetic state so everyone could see how disgusting he looks!" I explained to Kingsley.

Kingsley smiled disdainfully. "So many people are filming. Do you need to?"

I looked through the car window and saw many people in the crowd holding phones, so I gave up on filming.

When Mark finally finished the circuit and collapsed on the ground like a dead dog, police sirens suddenly sounded.

Several officers rushed over and handcuffed Mark directly.

Mark was stunned and struggled, shouting.

"Why are you arresting me!"

The lead officer spoke coldly.

"Someone reported you for attempted drugging and assault. Come with us."

"Who? Who called the police!" Mark screamed.

I got out of the car, slowly walked in front of him, and said clearly, "I'm the one who called the police."

Mark glared at me, his eyes full of venom.

"It's you! You bitch, I advise you to drop the charges against me immediately. My room has surveillance. If you don't drop the charges, I'll let everyone know you're a slut who begs for it!"

"You think I'm afraid of you? Surveillance? That's perfect."

That would all be evidence of his crimes!

Maybe my expression was too calm. Mark's face began showing unease.

"I'm from the Moore family! Do you know what you're doing! Cross the Moore family and you'll die horribly! Even if I really fucked you, it would be your honor! How dare you treat me like this! The Moore family won't let you go! Neither will I!"

He still wouldn't give up, trying to threaten me! His face was full of hatred!

"Isn't this what you brought on yourself?"

I stared at Mark with cold eyes.

The whip he'd used on me, the pain he'd caused me, was now returning to him in a different way.

Would he feel hatred too?

"What you just shouted through that megaphone, isn't that the best confession? Plus the wounds you left on my body are enough to keep you in prison for over ten years."

Mark was stunned, his face instantly pale. He seemed to realize he was completely finished this time!

The next moment, his previously hateful eyes showed fear.

"Erin, I know I was wrong. I'm sorry, forgive me! We don't need to make this so big."

He struggled toward me while pleading.

"Now you're scared? Too bad it's too late!"

My eyes showed mockery.

Mark suddenly knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Please, let me go. I can't go to prison!"

I looked at him contemptuously like a dog, feeling extremely satisfied.

So he could be afraid too!

"Enjoy yourself, Mark! I'm sure in prison, many people will like someone like you!"

Mark's forehead was bleeding, but his face was deathly pale.

He seemed to think of something terrible about that hellish prison!

His whole body went limp.

When the police dragged him away, he suddenly came to his senses. The way he looked at me was like he wanted to devour me, but he had no strength left to struggle.

This time, he was finished!

Just then, my phone suddenly rang.

I glanced at the caller ID. It was the manager of the equestrian club.

After answering, the manager's urgent voice came through.

"Erin, people from the Perez family came with others, saying they must see you. They're waiting in the club's front hall right now..."

I hadn't expected my stepmother and Gloria to dare come looking for me!

Perfect. I was planning to settle accounts with them for selling me to Mark anyway. Now it would save me the trouble.

"I need to go to the equestrian club." I said coldly.

Kingsley quickly grabbed my wrist. "I'll drive you there."

I frowned at him, then nodded in agreement.

We were silent the entire way. When we arrived at the equestrian club and I was about to get out, Kingsley also made to get out.

I quickly stopped him. "You can't come down with me."

Kingsley looked at me confused. I pressed my lips together and said, "I don't want them to know Harrison's father is the don of the Baker family."

I looked directly into Kingsley's eyes, my expression serious.

"They're all bloodsucking leeches. Once they know your identity, they'll definitely try to extract benefits from you and won't let go."

Kingsley wanted to say something, but I cut him off.

"I know you might not care, but I don't want them to gain any benefits from you. They don't deserve it."

My serious expression moved Kingsley. He hesitated. "Then just don't let them know?"

I smiled self-mockingly and looked out the window.

"Then they'll attack me with accusations of promiscuity, painting me as a slut..."

I'd had enough of such humiliation. I didn't want to drag Kingsley into it.

Besides, this was my own business. I had the ability to handle it.

Kingsley was moved by my determination and finally stopped insisting on coming with me.

"Then go ahead. If there's anything you can't handle, you can find me."

I looked at his profile, somewhat lost in thought.

It seemed like his attitude toward me had changed dramatically since we'd slept together...

Was it because he felt responsible for me after we had sex? I didn't need that!

After I dealt with the Perez family matters, I needed to have a good talk with him about our relationship and Harrison's custody.

I was an independent person with my own job. I didn't need to depend on Kingsley.

If he just wanted me to be a mistress, I would move out of the Baker family castle.

Even if he wanted to keep Harrison!

I cleared my thoughts and pushed open the car door.

But before I could steady myself, Dad rushed forward and slapped me hard across the face!