Chapitre 85: Chapter 85

Author's POV:

The steel bars of the holding cell clanged shut with an ominous finality, the sound echoing through the dingy police station like a judge's gavel. Chen Xinyi clutched the frigid metal, her perfectly manicured nails scraping against the unyielding surface as she unleashed a torrent of demands and threats.

"Do you imbeciles have any idea who I am?" she shrieked, her face contorted into an inhuman mask of fury. "I will have all your badges for this injustice! My husband is Song Bo, one of the wealthiest men in Wuhan. You will rue the day you crossed the Song family!"

The weary officer manning the front desk leveled an impassive stare at the raging woman, unmoved by her grandstanding. He had seen her entitled ilk countless times before - rich socialites convinced their money and status placed them above the law.