Female Novel"Hold it! You're not allowed in here!"
The Turnbull bodyguards loyally stood their ground, holding the members of the Martial Alliance at the gates.
In turn, Silverbell bellowed at them, "I have evidence of Walter Turnbull's crimes! The mayor of Morhen has already issued a warrant! Stand in our way, and you will be labeled an enemy of the Martial Alliance and Draconia!"
The Turnbull bodyguards traded glances, but they eventually gave in and cleared a path.
Even if a decision would be made to war against the Martial Alliance, it was not up for them to call it.
Moreover, they were not in the right-the Martial Alliance had evidence and were making a legal arrest. Resistance would be equal to harboring a fugitive.
Obviously, Silverbell bade her time waiting for evidence to avoid bloodshed, since violence would ensue if they stormed Turnbull Estate with mere accusations.
"Go!"
With Silvebell leading the members of the Martial Alliance, they soon arrived at the bungalow where Walter was.
Storming into Walter's room, she glowered as she snapped, "Walter Turnbull! You have been found guilty for molesting Denise Laine, daughter of Morhen's mayor. We have a warrant too." Then, looking at the other Turnbulls, she continued, "Should this family continue to harbor this fugitive, that means you are going to war against the Martial Alliance. Make up your mind now!" "What evidence?! Impossible!" Walter exclaimed, leaping off his bed.
He was dead sure he never did anything, even if what Frank and the others said left his heart pounding.
"Hah! Then I shall prove it to you!" Silverbell snapped and held out the video camera.
It was indeed Walter in the video, clearly intoxicating and wobbling under influence. He pretended to greet Denise, and while she was off guard, he lifted her gown. "What..."
The Turnbulls were left staring agape, and disbelief showed on Walter's face.
"I-I didn't do that! That's impossible!" he cried.
Even so, the footage
continued Denise was screaming as she tried to flee, but Walter
caught her, laughing as he toel?
at
her clothes...
Then, the video ended.
The Turnbulls were certainly caught off guard—there was no explaining this, even if they suspected that Walter had been framed.
The evidence was solid.
They all turned toward Glen.novelbin
"What should we do, Mr. Turnbull?"
That was when Frank strode up, glazing at Silverbell as he said, ē "Since the evidence is solid, we have no choice but to let them take Mr. Walter. Don't worry, I'll get him out soon-"
The Turnbulls were snapping at him even before he could finish.
"No! Absolutely not!"
"You're nobody! Who died and made you king?!"
"Exactly! Why should we listen to you?!"
"We'd may well be confessing our crimes if we handed Walter over!"
Frank stared at them coolly in turn and snorted as he stopped himself.
On the other hand, Glen glanced at Frank and eventually spoke quietly, "We will do as Frank says. They can take Walter, after which we will work to clear our name."