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Chapter 384: Chapter 383: Panicking and Taking Random Paths
“Big Boss, what should we do next?”
It was the first time Harry Lambert had encountered such a situation, and he was suddenly at a loss.
He had never experienced it, but it was clear that Zoey Lambert was…
Molly Walker’s face sank, and she stared at Jerry Jenkins.
Jerry Jenkins stood there, his face a bit strange. He glanced at Michael Gallagher, his fingers clenched into a fist.
His car was now completely under Michael Gallagher’s control, which was even more unbearable than killing him.
“Take him to the Police Station.”
Molly Walker couldn’t contain her anger when she thought of the beastly things Jerry Jenkins had done.
Last time she suspected Jerry Jenkins was really acting when he pretended to like Emma Smith. Today’s incident made her unwilling to let this pervert go.
Hearing her call the police, Jerry Jenkins smirked, “Miss Walker, I haven’t had time to do anything. What are you afraid of?”
No time?
Molly Walker was taken aback, looking at the frightened Zoey Lambert, then her expression turned cold: “You’ve been stupid all these years, not receiving a normal education is understandable, but what you did to my cousin is a crime.”
She helped Zoey Lambert up and patted her shoulder: “Cousin, don’t be afraid.”
The bodyguard stepped forward, restraining Jerry Jenkins.
Zoey Lambert rubbed her swollen eyes and nodded, “Are you going to take him to the Police Station?”
“Yes, we will use the car’s surveillance as evidence.” Saying this, Molly Walker paused, “Cousin, do you want him to end up in jail?”
Whether it was the surveillance video or evidence, it would affect Zoey Lambert’s reputation.
If they wanted to teach Jerry Jenkins a lesson, Zoey Lambert would have to agree first.
Zoey Lambert shuddered at the thought.
When she woke up, she was already stripped naked, utterly humiliated.
If she handed over the surveillance video to the Police Station, wouldn’t her naked body be exposed to everyone?
Zoey Lambert’s eyes were red, staring dead at Jerry Jenkins.
She knew he was not a good person, but she never thought he could be so shameless as to slip her something like that.
She had only heard of such shady things on television or in other places but never thought they were real.
Before she passed out, Jerry Jenkins kept saying he liked her.
Liking her, did that mean he had to resort to this kind of method to get her?
Jerry Jenkins was indeed a pervert.
“Ivy Thompson, once you submit the evidence, your cousin’s secrets will be exposed. Although she is the victim, it will still affect her future marriage. Do you want to ruin her life?”
Jerry Jenkins grasped people’s psychology and uttered shameless words.
Molly Walker frowned, holding Zoey Lambert’s trembling hand.
“No, we can’t call the police.” Zoey Lambert was shaking intensely.
Seeing her like this, Jerry Jenkins smiled slightly and breathed a sigh of relief.
He knew that a good girl like Zoey Lambert cared about her reputation and was afraid of losing face.
Even if he did something to her, Zoey Lambert wouldn’t dare call the police because she wouldn’t dare to risk everything.
“But if I don’t call the police this time, what will you do if you harass other girls next time?” Zoey Lambert clenched her teeth, staring at him, “Letting you go this time may save my face, but it will harm others.”
“So, I must call the police this time. If my reputation is ruined, I won’t let you get away with it either.”
Zoey Lambert held Molly Walker’s hand firmly, “Cousin Ivy, please accompany me to the Police Station, and it’s best to contact the media. I want to expose his true colors.”
Zoey Lambert’s hand was cold and trembling. Molly Walker admired her courage but was heartbroken by her experience.
The people of the Jenkins family were really too shameless.
Molly Walker thought of the painting Scarlett Jackson had given her and then thought of Mr. Jenkins.
Once, because of her master, she had looked highly upon the people of the Jenkins family. But now she found out that there were differences between people.
Even Mr. Jenkins, his son, and his grandson were very different.
“All right, I’ll go with you. This time, we won’t let him off!”Hearing that the two were going to the Police Station, Jerry Jenkins’s eyebrows twisted into knots.
He raised his eyebrows, seemingly surprised by Zoey Lambert’s courage.
However, he wasn’t afraid of going to the Police Station. The dashcam had already been damaged, so there wouldn’t be any surveillance evidence.
Harry Lambert got into the car, retrieved the car’s surveillance system, and after transferring it to his cell phone, discovered that the footage was damaged.
“The surveillance is damaged.” Harry Lambert frowned as he tinkered with his cell phone before looking at Molly Walker helplessly. “It might take half a day to recover it, but I can’t guarantee we’ll be able to.”
Hearing that the surveillance could be recovered made Jerry Jenkins’s heart skip a beat.
He had caused a disk reset type of damage. How could it be recovered?
What sorcery was this?
“Half a day? Can’t it be any faster?” She wanted to go to the Police Station to expose Jerry Jenkins immediately. By the time half a day passed, the police would be off duty.
Just as Harry Lambert was about to speak, Michael Gallagher walked over and tapped the back seat of the car.
Under everyone’s gaze, Michael Gallagher took a small camera from the back seat, and removed the tiny memory card from inside.
“There’s another camera here.”
Jerry Jenkins: …
Molly Walker remained silent for a moment, then calmly took the memory card from Michael.
“Thank you.”
Her short sentence carried no emotion.
Michael’s eyes darkened as he stepped forward, about to ask something, but realized it wasn’t the right time.
He lowered his gaze and said softly, “I’ll take you to the Police Station.”
Molly Walker didn’t refuse, after all, Michael had just helped them.
When they arrived at the Police Station, they gave their statements, and Jerry Jenkins was detained there.
“The rape charge is not easy to define. You should provide as much evidence as possible,” the plain-clothes Police Chief addressed Michael Gallagher. “Jerry Jenkins is your brother. Are you sure you don’t want to give him some face?”
Hearing these words, Zoey Lambert clenched her fists.
She knew that Mr. Jenkins had served in the army back in the day and had been rooted in Capital City for a long time, so it was not surprising that people in the Capital City knew the Jenkins family.
“I suggest not making a big fuss about this. It’s not in the best interest of either party.”
If it weren’t for Zoey’s strong resistance in the video, the Police Chief would have thought this was a lover’s quarrel.
However, his well-intentioned advice was flatly refused by Zoey.
“We won’t settle privately. I don’t care about my reputation. I want everyone to know that Jerry Jenkins is a rapist!”
Listening to Zoey Lambert’s indignant words, the Police Chief stopped persuading and just glanced at Michael Gallagher.
Jerry Jenkins was his younger brother and Zoey Lambert was Ivy Thompson’s cousin, so they were all somewhat related. It wouldn’t be good for both families if this became a big issue.
“The police should be impartial and objective, and respect the victim’s opinion,” Michael’s voice was devoid of emotion.
This Police Chief was his classmate, trying to look after both him and the Jenkins family with every word.
But Michael wasn’t part of the Jenkins family.
He hadn’t wanted to admit it in the past, and wouldn’t admit it in the future.
“In that case, we’ll follow the rules and regulations and also search for more evidence,” the Police Chief said with a slightly red face. He was a police officer who only wanted to resolve the dispute between the two parties but forgot about the feelings of the parties involved.
“How long can a rape sentence be?”
As soon as Michael spoke, Jerry Jenkins panicked.
Was Michael trying to put him in prison?
He hadn’t done anything! Why should he be locked up?
Zachary Jenkins! I’m your brother, and I didn’t rape her! I only removed her clothes, and I didn’t get a chance to do anything else…”
But as he said those words, he stopped abruptly.
“Attempted rape can result in a maximum sentence of ten years,” Molly Walker looked at Jerry Jenkins and coldly laughed.
She had been worried that Jerry wouldn’t admit it, but he was so flustered that he was no longer able to defend himself properly.
Rape was a crime, and attempted rape was also a crime.