"Brianna Quincy, you don't understand the law, right? No problem, I'll give you some legal enlightenment."
Dirk Carter pulled over a chair and sat down directly.
He held up the first finger.
He said, "First, you have been abusing your wife for a long time, which all the neighbors around here know. This is called intentional injury, and it's up to the court to decide how to sentence you."
"Second, you just robbed me of twenty thousand dollars. The amount is particularly large, and it was armed robbery with a knife. Just for this alone, it should be at least ten years for you."
"Oh, almost forgot, you just tried to extort from me, but I won't hold you accountable for that."
After Dirk finished speaking.
Brianna Quincy laughed and said, "Robbery? Just because you say it's robbery, that makes it robbery? This money was given to me by you, everyone saw it."
"Is that so? I said I wouldn't give it to you, but you came at me with a scythe. I gave it to you out of fear. You can ask everyone if that's what happened."
After Dirk finished talking.
The people watching outside began to clamor: "Yes, we all saw it."
"Yes, you robbed with the scythe."
...
Brianna Quincy's face turned ashen.
He now understood why Dirk played him just now.
Because it was all an act.
He was prompting Brianna Quincy to use the scythe or say threatening words, thus solidifying the robbery charge.
A ruthless person remains ruthless.
Even at this point.
Brianna Quincy still refused to back down.
He stomped his foot and said, "Fine, it doesn't matter, if I go to jail, I go to jail! You vile woman, colluding with outsiders to bully your man, I will never divorce you in this lifetime, I'll make you a living widow, leave you ashamed for life, if I die, I'll take you with me."
"Hey, let me interrupt, if you go to jail, she can go to court and file for divorce, and because of your long-term domestic violence, the court will definitely grant it. Also, for your infidelity during the marriage, whatever property you had before, it's all hers now, so don't even think about that anymore."
Bang!
It was like a bolt from the blue.
Brianna Quincy was dumbfounded.
This time, completely dumbfounded.
Not only did he fail to gain anything, but he also dragged his cousin into losing his job as a police officer.
Limitless despair began to flood his heart.
Brianna Quincy suddenly fell to the ground with a thud, tears and snot streaming down, and pleaded with Yvette Shaw, "Yvette, Yvette, there's grace in being husband and wife, we've been married for so many years, please, ask your brother to let me go, okay? I was wrong, I know I was wrong, I promise this will never happen again, I'll treat you well, alright?"
Yvette Shaw's eyes flickered.
She looked at Dirk Carter unsurely.
Dirk Carter smiled slightly and said, "It's your decision, no matter what choice you make, your brother will support you."
Yvette Shaw thought for a moment.
She said, "Considering you were good to me in the past, I won't send you to jail. Let's divorce, I'll leave with nothing, and from now on, don't trouble me anymore, I'll set you free, okay?"
What wouldn't be okay?
Brianna Quincy nodded repeatedly and said, "Divorce, let's divorce immediately, I agree to divorce, I... I'll go get the household registration book now..."
After speaking.
Brianna Quincy stumbled back into the house.
"Yvette, won't you regret it?"
Dirk Carter asked.
Yvette Shaw took a long breath.
She said, "That's it, as long as I have nothing to do with him in the future, I've been dragged down by this marriage for years, looking neither like a human nor a ghost, breaking free is my greatest victory, Dirk, thank you."
Dirk Carter smiled.
He said, "Rest assured, I'll have colleagues from the precinct accompany you to handle the divorce, and after the paperwork is done, we can discuss what happens next in life."
"Okay."
Yvette Shaw wiped her tears.
At this time, Brianna Quincy also came out with the household registration book.
Mitchell Childers called two officers, a man and a woman, to accompany them to the county civil affairs bureau to handle the divorce.
The spectacle was over.
The crowd at the grocery store door dispersed.
Zach Griffin asked, "Boss, people like Brianna Quincy will never change, what Yvette did might be self-harming."
Dirk Carter nodded.
He said, "I know, but it's her family matter, the choice is naturally in her hands. In the future, keep an eye on him for me, and let me know if there's any abnormal behavior, understood?"
"Understood, boss, I'll handle it."
Zach Griffin nodded and said.
After resolving Yvette Shaw's situation.
Dirk Carter felt a weight lifted off his mind.
Three days later.
A message came from the county.
Tristan Reid and his sons, along with their three goddaughters, were arrested by the prosecutor's office.
Among them, Tristan Reid had the most severe charges, suspected of murder, embezzlement, bribery, abusing power, illegal business operations, among others. Even if not sentenced to death, he would face life imprisonment or possibly a suspended death sentence.
The gang fight case from four years ago was brought back to light.
The city police department's criminal police team was responsible for reopening the investigation.
Those who were imprisoned back then for causing a public disturbance faced retrial and re-sentencing.
It was expected that this would implicate Sherman Summers.
Surprisingly, it didn't.
In his testimony, Tristan Reid did not mention anyone; he took complete responsibility.
As a result, others in his benefits distribution chain remained safe.
At the same time.
Another shocking piece of news emerged.
Titan Group fell into enormous debt, the board announced a debt restructuring, and chairman Saul Ford was ousted.
At the same time.
Stansen Group issued a statement, denying any romantic relationship between Dorothy Zechariah and Colwyn Ford. All previous tabloid reports were unfounded, and they announced they would pursue legal action against any further false rumors.
This statement caused a stir.
Various rumors spread among the public.
Titan Group's stock prices plummeted, hitting rock bottom.
Even though there was no news about Colwyn Ford, Dirk Carter could guess his situation wouldn't be favorable.
They say time erases all traces.
Indeed, it proved true.
Half a month after Tristan Reid's arrest, the public's conversation shifted, losing interest in the case.
The town government compound returned to its former tranquility.
As if it all had never occurred.
With this.
Dirk Carter's work in Sunglow Town entered into a regular rhythm.
But don't think being mayor is an easy job.
The trivial petty matters are countless.
Dirk Carter finally made it to Friday, receiving a call from Caroline Lynch, asking him to return to the county for the weekend as someone wanted to meet him.
On the phone, Caroline Lynch didn't say who that person was.
But Dirk Carter knew that anyone Caroline Lynch would personally invite would be of high status.
Who could it be?
After work on Friday.
Dirk Carter packed up a bit.
He planned to return to his apartment, take a shower, and change clothes, but as he reached the apartment building, he spotted a familiar figure.
A woman.
Standing beneath the apartment, dressed simply.
A long trench coat on the upper body.
Tight jeans on the lower body.
Yet her face looked somewhat frail.
"What brings you here?"
Dirk Carter asked.
The woman, neither humble nor pushy, asked, "Mayor Carter, do you have some time? I'd like to chat with you."
Dirk Carter hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Come upstairs with me."
Back in the apartment.
Dirk Carter pointed to the sofa in the living room and said, "Have a seat. What would you like, coffee or tea?"
"Just water is fine."
The woman said.
Dirk Carter poured a glass of plain water and placed it in front of her.
He sized her up for a bit and asked, "How's your health? Has the wound healed? I heard from Rose Forrest that it was quite dangerous at that time, almost injuring your internal organs."
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