Crystal’s One Night of Love
Chapter 86

Chapter 86 Robert Deserves To Be Punished

Henry smiled faintly and asked, "Where is Mr. Sloan?"

Wilson raised his chin slightly and replied, "Rest assured, we are treating him well."

With that, Henry strode into the police station confidently.

The place was bustling with activity; there were several people seated inside.

One of them was the wealthy young heir, who was savoring a takeout box of pasta delight.

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The manager and the escort sat quietly near him. The latter, dressed in a black camisole under a suit jacket, was trembling all over. When she heard approaching footsteps, she lifted her gaze and found herself captivated by what she saw before her.

Never before had she encountered a man so strikingly refined and aristocratic! He exuded an aura that made her feel unworthy, as if she didn't belong in his presence. Henry's gaze fell upon her face, and he couldn't help but notice a faint resemblance to Crystal.

In that instant, he pieced together what had happened.

Henry's smirk widened as he locked eyes with Robert.

While others might have been oblivious to it, Henry was acutely aware of the unspoken defiance emanating from Robert's gaze. He chuckled lightly, choosing not to dwell

Next, Henry spoke in a low voice. "What paperwork do I need to complete, Captain J

Wilson had already prepared the receipt. "Just sign here and make the payment, Mr. Mille

After glancing at the receipt briefly, Henry replied, "I'll bail out these individuals as well. And as for tonight's incident..."

Wilson understood the gravity of the situation.

The reputation of a prominent family was at stake, especially when their reckless son-in-law was involved. He smiled reassuringly. "Rest assured, Mr. Miller. Everything ends here." With that, Henry swiftly completed the necessary procedures.

wenty young heir arrogantly exclaimed, "I don't need his help. I don't want to owe him

Just as Wilson was about to reprimand him. Henry raised his hand, casually retrieving his phone. "Very well then! I'll call Mr. Lawson and have him come to pick up his son. He should know what his 'perfect' son has been up to."

The young heir's face flushed with embarrassment.

Damn it, this man actually knows my father!

Satisfied with the young heir's subdued response, Henry decided not to push the issue. further and calmly exited the police station.

Wilson gratefully kissed the check and waved enthusiastically. "Mr. Miller, until we meet again!"

However, Henry ignored him and got into his car.

Next, he lit a cigarette, taking slow and deliberate puffs.

When Robert walked over, Henry said calmly, "Get in."

The former seemed to have anticipated this. His lips curled slightly as he opened the car door and in.

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As soon as Robert settled in, Henry wasted no time hitting the accelerator. The luxurious vehicle responded with exceptional speed, swiftly picking up momentum. Robert, who had consumed a considerable amount of alcohol earlier, felt a wave of nausea wash over him. He couldn't help but suspect that Henry's sudden acceleration was intentional.

The bustling city lights flashed past dizzyingly from the high speed.

Not a word was exchanged between them throughout the journey.

Half an hour later, Henry parked the car by the seaside. The surrounding was peaceful, with only the sound of waves crashing against the shore.

"Get out of the car," Henry said coldly.

Robert sneered and did as he was told.

As soon as they stepped out, Henry removed his coat and unbuttoned a few shirt buttons. Without the need for further conversation, he immediately unleashed a powerful punch. The sheer force of the blow sent Robert reeling backward.

Robert steadied himself and wiped away the traces of blood from the corner of his mouth. 'Henry delivered another swift kick and bellowed, "Robert Sloan, do you think the Miller

family is dead? If you didn't like Melora, you shouldn't have toyed with her emotions. Did it give you a sense of accomplishment to see her so infatuated with you, to the point of attempting suicide?" Robert crumpled under the impact of the powerful kick, his body hitting the ground with a thud.

Even though he clutched his stomach, enduring the excruciating pain, he still managed to muster a faint smile.

"I'm a scoundrel! I'm sorry for what I did to her! But what about you, Henry Miller?" Robert continued, his voice laced with bitterness, "Did you not know what kind of man I am? Why did you marry your sister off to me if you did? What makes you so righteous? You knew very well that Crystal was my ex-girlfriend. Why did you get involved with her?"

A fiery rage burned within Robert, and his vision was obscured by a crimson haze.