The Day I Kissed An Older Man novel Chapter 82

Chapter 82

Richard was stupefied by Francine’s sudden switch. “Missus Holden, how could you turn your back on me? You’re the reason I got caught!”

“You have the wrong person! I-I have no idea who you are! Let go of me, and stay away from me!” The disgusted Francine tried to stop Richard from grabbing her clothes.

She scolded the officers, “What are you guys waiting for? Bring this criminal in now! Why are you letting him talk nonsense here? Don’t you see him scaring me?”

After that, Francine quickly walked to the front and tried to pull Pamela away. “Grandma, let’s go. There are too many dangerous people here!”

Richard fumed as he got dragged away by the police officers. He struggled and shouted, “Missus Holden, you’re dumping me after you used me, pretending not to know me?! Fine! Don’t blame me for doing this. You forced me into this!”

With that, Richard turned to look at the policemen. “Sir, I’d like to make a report. It’s her! She’s the one who asked me to do it! She’s the mastermind!”

The sudden action had everyone fixated their eyes on Francine.

“Grandma, that guy is a lunatic. Let’s go now!” Francine pretended to be calm, and all she could think of was leaving the place.

However, Pamela thought something was off and did not follow Francine. She turned around to ask the officer, “Sir, what crime did this man commit?”

“Ma’am, this man is arrested because we caught him installing a camera in a hotel to spy on others. It’s an invasion of privacy,” answered one of the police officers on the case.

At first, Richard was trying to please ‘Missus Holden’ so he could get investment funds from Mister Jeremy. Thus, he planned by setting up Corinne as an escort. For his own pleasure, however, he decided to install a mini camera in the room to film Corinne being assailed by the man, intending to save it for his personal ‘downtime’.

Before he could record anything, fortunately, the police barged into the room and arrested him.

With a solemn face, Pamela looked at Richard and thought deeply. After a while, she turned her head to look at her granddaughter. “Francine, do you or do you not know this man?”

Francine’s gaze wavered as she shook her head vehemently. “I-I don’t know him! Don’t listen to him. He’s probably crazy or something… He’s got the wrong person!”

The rage in Richard rose again when Francine insisted she did not know him. He knew that if he went down, he would bring her with him.