NovelGoldChapter 180 Try Harder Next Time
Chris instinctively fell back a few steps and made a quick call, briefly recounting everything that had happened.
A bloodthirsty curve tugged at Baron's lips.
“So the Summers family’s servants dare to insult my woman now, is that it? Looks like I've been giving them too
much face.”
He hung up and drove straight to the station.
Natalie had only just arrived when Baron appeared, bringing with him a man in glasses.
“Wife, are you alright?”
Baron didn’t care about the stares from others; the moment he walked in, his eyes were fixed only on Natalie.
Seeing the thin sheen of sweat on his forehead, Natalie shook her head and smiled. “I'm fine. | can handle
something this small myself.”
But Baron's gaze slid to her sleeve.
How could he not recognize the color of that powder?
The police, meanwhile, wanted Natalie to remove her jacket for testing.
At that moment, the man beside Baron spoke up.
“Officer, I'm Alen, head of the black market. That powder looks like the pesticide we sell there.”
“What?”
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The word “black market” instantly made the officers wary.
“Why would pesticide from your black market end up on Ms. Stone's clothing?”
Alen answered calmly, “That | don’t know. But | checked, about a month ago, someone secretly sold off sof
our pesticide. Here are the transaction records. Officer, you should take a look. | also brought the seller.”
The officer took the ledger and surveillance footage Alen handed over, his expression growing heavier.
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“Check this video for signs of tampering.”
“Yes, sir.”
Once the evidence was secured, Alen continued, “Brian, this powder is just pesticide. If it were to kill a person, it
would take at least twenty days of accumulation in the body before showing symptoms. After first contact,
there's no reaction at all.”
Baron seized on the explanation. “My wife and | only returned from Murica less than two days ago. You can check
our flight records.”
Brian immediately ordered an investigation, and sure enough, customs’ facial recognition confirmed Natalie and
Baron's re-entry just yesterday.
On timing alone, Natalie could not possibly have poisoned Quincy on the spot.
But they would still need hard evidence.
Just then, another officer cin.
“Brian, we re-watched the boutique’s footage. It was the Summers family’s servant who deliberately smeared
the powder on Ms. Stone.”
They replayed the zoomed-in, slowed-down footage for him.
That left no doubt-Natalie had been framed.
“Apologies, Ms. Stone; you were wronged today.”
Brian quickly offered his regret.
Natalie shook her head. “It’s alright. Cooperating with the police is every citizen's duty. If there's nothing else,
we'll be leaving.”
“Of course.”
Baron draped his coat over her shoulders.
The familiar warmth of his scent washed over her, and Natalie felt an unexpected calm.
Even if Baron hadn't come, she could have resolved this herself; it only would have taken more time. But with
him stepping in, everything ended neatly.
She smiled at him softly, and the two walked out of the station hand in hand.
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Alen departed quietly.
Chris, quick on the uptake, headed to his own car.
Once Natalie was settled in Baron's, she finally asked, “Why was that powder tied to the black market? Who
bought it? Did you know about this already?”
Baron pressed a cup of warm water into her hands before answering. “Yes. A month ago, Sharon went to the
black market to buy poison-she meant to use it on Quincy. | didn’t stop her. What | didn’t expect was for her dog
to sink its teeth into you instead.”
A flash of killing intent passed through his eyes as he spoke.
That Lucy had better hope she enjoyed her stay in detention.
Natalie didn’t feel fear at his words; instead, her heart warmed.
This man, the moment he knew she had been taken in by the police, rushed over with evidence in hand to clear
her name. That wasn’t something just anyone could do.
“Alright. The police are involved now. Let them handle the rest-no need to drag yourself into it and risk
exposure.”
Natalie still didn’t want Baron wasting his strength on something so small.
Baron squeezed her hand and smiled. “I'll listen to my wife.”
The way he called her that left a strange flutter in her chest.
She quickly turned her head, gazing out the window.
“Sharon actually bought poison to kill her own mother?”
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