Just as she was feeling incredulous, the policewoman handed her a small round mirror.
“Take a look for yourself. Where are your injuries?” she asked.
The woman took the mirror in disbelief and checked her thick, wrinkled neck. There was nothing there except for wrinkles.
“No, how can this be? I don’t believe it… I don’t believe it!” she exclaimed.
“Not only me, but my son was also beaten. Look at his pitiful little face, all thanks to this woman and her good-for-nothing son!” Her voice filled with frustration and anger.
Indeed, there was a wound on the chubby boy’s face and Oliver had a handprint on his cheek as well.
Oliver spoke up to explain everything to the police officer so that his mother wouldn’t get into trouble. “It wasn’t like that at all. It’s because this chubby kid insulted my mom first before I hit him back. Who knew his mom would come and hit me? That’s when my mom stepped in.”
It was just a small matter between two kids fighting – children will be children after all – and if they apologized to each other, then everything would have been resolved.
But Mrs. Logan looked like someone in her thirties who actually laid hands on a child and even shamelessly called the police; everyone now had an even worse impression of her.
Cheyenne lazily leaned against the wall and nonchalantly said, “Oliver was right; if I hadn’t noticed he had a handprint on his face when picking up my child, I wouldn’t have bothered with punishing this woman.”
“Mr. Murillo saw it too. There were no injuries found on her. If you don’t believe me, you can always go to the hospital and have it checked.”
Gordon knew very well Cheyenne’s tricks; even if she went to hospital, they probably still wouldn’t find anything wrong with her body conditions.
“No need! I’ve seen Oliver’s handprint clearly enough to know that it is indeed from Mrs. Logan,” Gordon said coldly. “Since both sides made mistakes, Mrs. Logan, you should apologize.”
With everyone agreeing upon Gordon’s conclusion, Mrs. Logan immediately glared angrily at them all, having raised her voice an octave higher than usual. “What did you say? You want me to apologize to this woman?”
Gordon looked down upon Mrs. Logan with disdainful eyes. “Yes.”
“Why should I?”
“Just because you wasted police resources by reporting something insignificant when there were no serious injuries involved,” Gordon replied calmly yet firmly. “That’s why.”
“I…”
Mrs. Logan gritted her teeth, thinking that Cheyenne would be in trouble at the police station. But to her surprise, the police made her apologize instead.
“This is not fair,” she thought to herself.
“Don’t think I don’t know that you two know each other. You were just conspiring against me with your eye signals!”
As soon as Mrs. Logan finished speaking, Gordon’s face grew even darker and he bellowed angrily, “How dare you!”
“If you keep talking nonsense like this, I won’t hesitate to charge you with defamation and disturbing public order! Although it won’t land you in jail, I still have the power to lock you up in detention for two or three months!”
Everyone in the room was shocked by Gordon’s outburst. Mr. Murillo was usually strict but he had never lost his temper over something so trivial before.
This woman had really brought it upon herself by provoking Mr. Murillo like this.
On the other hand, Cheyenne smiled sweetly with a charming expression on her exquisite face.
But Mrs. Logan saw through Cheyenne’s smile and felt mocked by it; this woman was clearly enjoying herself!
In the end, under Gordon’s pressure, Mrs. Logan reluctantly apologized to Cheyenne while bowing down low.
“I’m sorry; I was wrong.”
Cheyenne pretended not to hear and cupped an ear playfully while smiling coyly,
“Oh? What did you say? Didn’t catch that.”
“You…”
“I said sorry!”
“Your voice is too soft now; when you were cursing earlier, your voice sounded strong enough! Did you forget how to speak loudly?”
Gordon knew that Cheyenne could be petty sometimes but as long as no one provoked her first she wouldn’t cause any trouble either.
Mrs. Logan should only blame herself for underestimating Cheyenne’s character.
Thinking of this, Gordon turned away, pretending not seeing what happened between them, “Ahem… this is your personal grudge, you can solve it yourself.”
Hearing what Gordon said, Mrs. Logan became more convinced of their relationship from before. If she had known earlier, she wouldn’t have called 911: She would’ve found someone privately who could beat up this woman instead.
“I’m sorry, I’m wrong. Please forgive me.”
This time, the sound of apology echoed throughout the room. Cheyenne finally “heard”it. But, it didn’t mean that she forgave Mrs. Logan yet.
“Today’s incident will be a small lesson for you. Fortunately, you faced me. If my husband found out that you hit his precious son, tsk…” Cheyenne couldn’t guarantee what Kelvin would do.
Mrs. Logan didn’t take Cheyenne seriously and thought she was just taking advantage of her authority to bully her.
“Yes,” Gordon agreed deeply. “Now that everything is settled, the two of you must not cause trouble for each other from now on. That’s it.”
Mrs. Logan took a deep breath before calming herself down as she turned to leave the police station.
She stopped in her tracks and turned around to face Cheyenne before asking, “Can you tell me your name?”
Cheyenne raised an eyebrow, realizing that this woman was verbally agreeing but not truly accepting defeat. But Cheyenne wasn’t afraid of anyone.
“My name is Cheyenne Lawrence and I suggest you remember it well.”
“Hmph!” Mrs. Logan remembered it all too well, especially the humiliation she suffered today!
After the unlucky mother and son left, Cheyenne checked her watch; it was time to go home because if they were late, their family would worry about them.
“Thank you, Mr. Murillo, for today; we’ll invite you over for dinner another day.”
Gordon personally escorted them both to the police station door before saying, “No need for dinner invitations but there have been several cases of missing children recently so if Miss Lawrence has some free time…”
He didn’t finish his sentence because he knew what Cheyenne would say next – an outright rejection!
“No time!”
Gordon sighed. Someone as talented as Cheyanne could have made a great forensic scientist but with such a noble background how could she stay behind doing such insignificant work?
Just then, he heard laughter ringing in his ear as Cheyanne said, “I’m not unwilling to help because I’m getting married next month. Mr Murillo, don’t forget to attend my wedding.”
“Oh! That explains everything!” Gordon chided himself silently at being so dull-witted even though this was big news!
“In that case, I won’t bother Miss Lawrence any further since business comes first.”
“Mmm.”