A One Night Stand With My Boss (Camilla) novel Chapter 65

Chapter 65 

Three individuals were escorted out of the club by the police, attracting the attention of passersby who quickly whipped out their phones to capture the scene. The spotlight was on them as whispers and murmurs filled the air.

“Look, isn’t that the woman from that TV show?” someone exclaimed in surprise.

“How can a public figure act like this?” critiqued another.

“Is that woman a celebrity too? She’s gorgeous,” someone pointed at Camila.

Erica was standing close to Camila. She overheard and quickly pointed towards the back. “Stop filming! We’re ordinary people with rights to our images. That person over there is the celebrity.”

Tabitha quickly covered her face with her hands, glaring at Erica, wishing she could silence her.

As the police car started, the shrill sound of the siren pierced the night, echoing ominously–a clear sign this night was far from over.

In the police station, the three girls sat in a cramped room facing a stern officer. Camila cooperated with the questioning, recounting the events clearly without much emotional disturbance.

Tabitha clasped her hands tightly, her inner turmoil evident. As she responded to the officer’s questions, she started off defensively, continually justifying herself.

“It was just an accidental bump!”

The club manager provided surveillance footage, proving Tabitha had initiated the conflict.

“I’ve reviewed the surveillance footage. Are you still going to deny it?” the officer stared into her eyes.

“I had a bit of a drink, and then she bumped into me. Maybe I got confused.” Tabitha’s tone softened.

“Do you realize your mistake now?” the officer remarked.

“Yes, sir, I’m sorry.” Tabitha nodded earnestly, feigning understanding.

“Do you folks need to have injuries examined?” inquired the officer.

All three shook their heads.

“Write up a statement of reflection each, get a family member to vouch for you, and you can leave,” instructed the officer.

“Can we avoid contacting our families?” Camila frowned, not wanting to worry her mother.

have someone else who can vouch for you?”

“Me!” Erica raised her hand.

“Do you even know your own situation? And you want to vouch for others?” 

“My family isn’t around.” Camila explained.

Hugging her mother’s waist, Erica whimpered, “It hurts.”