Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 285

"Hello, Mr. Richards. I didn't expect that we would meet in the Capital City. I've come today specially to welcome you to the Capital City, if I could have the honor," Sheldon said as he nodded and bowed, looking like a servant instead.

Hansen's expression remained unchanged as he touched the document folder in his hand. He leaned back arrogantly, and looked up at him as he said coldly, "I sure wasn't blessed with a meal from you, Mr. Ford. Since you're willing to welcome me here, I guess I'll have to give you the honor."

With a face full of uneasiness, Sheldon said disingenuously, "Mr. Richards, I am so sorry. I had just heard from my family that you visited, and rushed over immediately."

"Oh really?" Hansen sneered. He hated when people said insincere things like this, it was more disgusting than making him eat flies. He looked at him with a creepy smile, and asked coldly as he crossed his right leg over his left, "Alright, so, why are you here?"

Sheldon smiled. "I heard from my family members that you brought me something. That..., you're too kind, Mr. Richards."

Hansen adjusted his legs and continued. "Do you know what it is?"

Sheldon bowed lower and tried to be more humble. With a puzzled look, he shook his head.

"You'd better stop playing tricks with us." Alvin had been impatient with him since the beginning. He stood next to him and yelled angrily, "Answer Mr. Richards properly, or you won't be able to leave this room in one piece."

Sheldon shuddered. His eyes kept peering at the document folder that Hansen held, as he brainstormed with all his might.

He had already known about Hansen Richards back when he was the financial manager in A city. They even had dinner together, but they never really met other than that. Mr. Richards was an arrogant man. He would never bother paying attention to people of lower social standing. There was only one possibility, and that was...

The thought of this was even more frightening.

"Let me ask you. How were you transferred to the Capital City?" he asked casually.

"The organization required me to do so, so I obeyed their arrangements." Sheldon said righteously, with a solemn face and a virtuous look.

Hansen couldn't help but to laugh.

"I'd advise you to stop pretending in front of me. I've come all the way here today. Did you really think that I didn't have any evidence? Do you think that I have nothing better to do?" Hansen stood up in an instant, and walked closer with a lofty aura.

Sheldon's whole body trembled, and he took a step back as he was overwhelmed by Hansen's aura. Panic was written all over his face.

Sheldon's face turned a deadly shade of grey, and his lips trembled involuntarily.

"Mr. Ford, if this case is closed, you will either be imprisoned for life or sentenced to death. But if you tell us who's behind all this, we can still try to help you. We've come today in hopes that you'll tell us everything honestly, including the whole process. Cooperate with us, and we will try to reduce your sentence. I know that you'll still have to take care of your mother, wife, and children. They are all counting on you." Hansen stared at him as he analyzed his situation for him.

Sheldon lowered his head, and did not speak for a very long time.

Hansen and Alvin looked at each other.

"Sheldon, you won't be able to put all the blame on Javon anymore. It is already proven that Brock Moore was behind his tragic death, and the reason for it was related to this case. We have already obtained the relevant evidence, and Brock will soon be arrested. We know that there's another person behind this, and only you know who it is and how you embezzled the huge sum of money together. If you confess the truth, you will be free from most of the charges, since you're only the minion." Alvin continued to state the key points to persuade Sheldon in making the right choice.

Sheldon clearly understood that his words were reasonable and true.

The light in his eyes went dull, and he thought carefully for a long time before he pleaded to Hansen, "Mr. Richards, please give me some time to think about it. I will respond as soon as possible."