Chapter 7 Kai had been hanging his head the whole time, but finally couldn't hold back: "Dad, Mr. Martinez, I was temporarily confused and made a mistake. I Wronged Raven." Hearing this, I almost threw up from disgust. He paused, as if making up his mind to defend Sage: "But Sage is a good girl, and she really is carrying my child." As he finished, my crying into my father's shoulder got louder. Officer Westwood was so angry he grabbed a stool to throw, but colleagues held him back. The other officers felt quite awkward, smiling apologetically as they said they'd give the boss space to handle family matters and started to leave. Sage was extremely smug, looking at me with pure provocation in her eyes. But I knew she wouldn't be smug much longer. DING- A young officer picked up his phone and frowned as he looked at it. He immediately whispered in Officer Westwood's ear for a long time, then showed him his phone. Officer Westwood's face turned black as coal. He finally couldn't hold back and threw the stool at Kai. The stool shattered into pieces, and Kai was hit so hard he grimaced in pain, blood immediately flowing from his head. Sage quickly shielded Kai: "Uncle Westwood, is an outsider more important than your own son? You're too heartless!" With one look from Officer Westwood, the other police immediately cuffed Sage. She watched herself being cuffed and shouted indignantly: "Are you abusing your power? Just because your son is obsessed with me?" Kai also endured the pain to stand in front of Sage: "Dad! You can't do this!" Officer Westwood shoved his phone in front of Kai and Sage. t showed videos and photos of Sage wearing wigs and cheap, revealing clothes, going in and out of hotel rooms with various men. Iven Kai's buddies appeared in the photos. ransaction records and chat logs were all there too. here was even Sage's confession from her previous administrative detention. age skillfully negotiating overnight prices with people, calling them "Honey" or "daddy" in the chat records. This repeat offender looked nothing like the short-haired girl in the oversized T-shirt standing before them. Officer Westwood slapped Kai's head repeatedly with the phone: 'You bastard, look carefully! This is your so-called good girl!" Even my dad couldn't help but break from his usual serious demeanor to joke: 'Better get a paternity test-who knows whose kid is in that belly." I'd known all this long ago-ever suke a menu mat laugi nei prvrinnig sva But I'd kept it buried in my heart and never told anyone. First, because it was someone else's private business and not my place to comment. Second, I really didn't want to gossip behind someone's back, especially about another woman. I kept thinking maybe she had some unspeakable difficulties. But obviously, even if I had told Kai, he wouldn't have believed it. Or rather, deep down they were the same type of people. Since she was ruthless, I had no need to be righteous. There was really no need for me to keep covering for her. Kai knelt on the ground, his face ashen as he flipped through photo after photo. Those chat records that were even more explicit than his conversations with Sage left him somewhat dazed, muttering "impossible" under his breath. In his eyes, Sage was carefree and unconventional, but pure and kind-hearted. He'd never imagined she would do these things. Watching his expression, I had mixed feelings-no joy, no satisfaction. Suddenly a woman rushed through the door and slapped Sage hard. SLAP! When Sage saw who it was, her face showed an expression I'd never seen before. Chame and fear.