Chapter 530 - Five Hundred And Thirty: Give Birth In Prison (2/2)

Fine, they got what they asked for. Cecil leaned into Emerald's embrace until it hit her. When did she start to take all this violence relatively cool? She facepalmed mentally, Emerald has corrupted her soul. Sigh.

”Who are you calling?” Cecil watched him pick his phone.

”The cleaning crew,” Emerald said, and it hit her immediately.

”God, the cameras!” She began to look around the highway. There was no car in sight because the gunshot had chased any that dared to approach. ”I've become a criminal! The police are going to storm in here any moment,”

Speaking about the police, Cecil still had the words in her mouth when the sounds of sirens rang out. She began to panic, she was going to prison? Didn't Emerald say he got this under control?

Even if this was self-defense, it would take some time to be processed. What were the chances that his gun was even licensed? Would she give birth under trial? Not only would it tarnish her reputation, but Pedro would be left alone. Oh no, this was not happening.

She turned to Emerald with furious eyes, ”You promised that you'd keep me out of this?” she began to hit him on the chest.

”Easy, Cecil, I think you're overreacting,” He tried to calm her.

”Easy what?! We're about to be apprehended by the police and you still it's okay?!”

Still speaking, the police arrived and pulled over, Cecil mentally prepared herself for the legendary ”drop your weapons and put your hands behind your head” speech.

However, none of it happened, instead, one of them walked over to them asking with concern, ”What happened here, sir Emerald? Are you hurt?”

”Huh?” That was not the speech she had anticipated.

Emerald caught the shock on her face and winked at her, before facing the officer saying, ”We were attacked but thankfully, my wife and I narrowly escaped the claws of death by God's grace,” He spoke humbly.

Cecil's jaw almost dropped to the ground. Ten gunmen who faced off against them were dead and the police were taking it mildly. What the hell was going on here? What charm had Emerald used? More like what kind of power does the Sakuzi clan possess? It was terrifying.

”Oh, you don't have to worry about that, sir Emerald. We'd take care of the scene,” the officer bowed to him.

Emerald smiled, ”Then you wouldn't mind taking my wife and me in one of your cars seeing ours is deformed…” He gestured to their bullet-ridden car, ”We have to go get our son from a friend's place,”

”Sure, get in, Sir,” he respectfully led the shocked Cecil and Emerald to one of the police vans.

Someone should slap her.