4

Listening to her words, my face was already full of question marks, and my heart was filled with absurdity and confusion.

This is just ridiculous!

Benjamin got into trouble with another woman, and Cynthia wants me to take the blame?

"Stephen, if you agree, I will promise not to see Benjamin again!" Cynthia pleaded with tears.

Benjamin even knelt down in front of me and said, "Stephen, please help me. You are financially strong, and this is nothing more than a piece of cake for you."

"Stephen, Benjamin's career is on the rise, nothing can happen to him!" Cynthia pleaded again.

I glanced at her and responded calmly: "If this matter leaves a criminal record, Tyler 's future will be affected. Do you still want me to take the blame?"

Tyler is my and Cynthia 's daughter, who is six years old.

Cynthia answered without hesitation: "So what if he has a criminal record? You are so rich, why would you care? With your financial resources, how could Tyler's future be affected? But Benjamin is different, his career has just started, you can't ruin him!"

I almost laughed at her unreasonable behavior, and pointed at the woman and asked, "What is her relationship with Benjamin?"

"She is Benjamin's client and they met here to discuss business." Cynthia explained hurriedly.

I pointed at the small umbrella on the ground and asked with a sneer, "Do you need this thing to discuss business?"

"Don't worry, the police will be here soon, you have to take the blame for Benjamin !" Cynthia started to get hysterical.

She would yell like this every time she made a mistake or felt ashamed. Maybe I was too pampering, making her mistakenly believe that yelling could solve all problems.

Benjamin also threatened me: "Stephen, if you help me, I will never see Cynthia again. If you don't help me, I will harass her every day!"

"You can see them all the time because Cynthia and I are getting divorced." I glanced at them coldly.

At this time, the police and medical staff arrived. "Drug overdose, critical condition, need immediate rescue!" the medical staff said to the police.

The police had recorded everything in the room with a law enforcement recorder and nodded to show that they understood.

The medical staff gave emergency treatment, but Cynthia suddenly pointed at me and said, "His name is Stephen , he is my husband, he is the big boss, I am here to catch him cheating, he gave the medicine to that woman, it has nothing to do with us!"

The policemen all looked at me. One of them was a young female policewoman, who was in her early twenties and looked very heroic. She glared at me with disgust and said, "They say that only unscrupulous people can get rich. Today I see that it is true! You have a wife but you are still so dissolute!"

"You believe her one-sided story? The police shouldn't be so biased. It's okay for you to sympathize with women, but you can't discriminate against women." I explained with a smile and handed over my phone.

Before entering the room, I started the video recording in advance in case Cynthia and Benjamin teamed up to harm me.

The policewoman was stunned, took the phone, played the video, and our conversation came through clearly.

Cynthia rushed over like a mad woman: "Stephen, you are despicable and shameless. You actually recorded it. You are so vicious!"