Gianna choked on his words.


    She then heard the edge in Jonathan''s voice as he continued, "You''re also relying on your family''s power, so it makes sense for my wife to rely on mine. That said, it might not be so proper for you to rely on the Malone name, though."


    She frowned, not understanding the matter. She was the Malone heiress, so how was it not justified for her to make use of her family''s influence?


    She felt there was a deeper meaning in what Jonathan said.


    Anneliese was worried about Jessica''s condition.


    Jessica was pregnant. She was still in the early, unstable stage. If something happened to her, it would be serious.


    This was especially true since Gianna had used underhanded methods before.


    "Hubby, let''s see Jess first," Anneliese said as she tugged on Jonathan, who nodded.


    "We can''t judge based on one side. Bring Ms. Sweeting over and let her exin everything clearly," he told the middle-aged police officer who was clearly in charge of the case.


    The officer looked toward Gianna, knowing that the Malone family was influential and even promising her that Jessica would be punished.


    It was also clear that Gianna was wary of the man in front of her.


    He didn''t know what to do. Then, he heard Jonathan''s words. "What''s wrong? Do you need me to call your chief?"


    The officer didn''t doubt him at all. He responded right away, "I''ll go bring her over now."


    Then, he turned and left quickly.


    Still feeling uneasy, Anneliese followed after him, only for Jonathan to naturally follow suit.


    Gianna''s face changed. She frowned and followed them as well.


    They soon saw what was happening inside the temporary holding room.


    Two fierce-looking men had Jessica pinned against the wall. A woman with pink- dyed hair, a nose ring, and a leather skirt raised her hand and pped Jessica across the face.


    Jessica''s right cheek had already been hit twice. Blood stained the corner of her lip, making her look like a mess.


    "Stop it!" Anneliese shouted. Her eyes burned with anger as she rushed forward. The holding room door was thick ss, and it was locked.


    Jonathan fixed a sharp look on the middle-aged officer. "Open the door."


    The officer finally felt the pressure from Jonathan''s presence.


    Beads of sweat formed on his forehead as he rushed over and unlocked the door without hesitation.


    Jonathan went in first. He took down the two men holding Jessica with swift moves.


    "Jess!" Anneliese ran over and


    wrapped her arms around Jessica. Her heart ached as she lifted her hand, but she didn''t dare touch her swollen face and asked in a rush, "Are you hurt anywhere else besides your face?"


    Jessica had still been stiff and cold just moments ago. Now her eyes turned red in an instant.


    She held back her tears and shook her head at Anneliese. "I''m fine."


    Anneliese nced at her stomach. After hearing her say she was fine, her expression finally eased a little.


    "Let''s go outside."


    Anneliese supported Jessica as they walked out.


    Gianna had followed them in. When she saw this, she parted her lips as if to speak.


    After ncing at Jonathan, she said nothing in the end. She lowered her eyes in frustration. With him here today, there was no way she could keep Jessica in the station.


    Zane is already back in Halden, while Jessica''s already been beaten. At least I didn''t go through all this trouble for nothing.


    With that thought, Gianna stepped


    forward. Since Jessica is also hurt now, we can say she''s been taught a lesson. It bnces put Anani''s


    injuries. I''ll call Anahi and ask her to


    agree to a settlement."


    She was backing down on purpose.


    If she said this, the matter would seem settled, and both sides would let it slide.


    She had just taken out her phone when Anneliese spoke coldly, "Hold it. We haven''t even figured out what caused this yet. She was beaten for no clear reason inside the station A settlement? Keep dreaming."


    "Anneliese, don''t push your luck!" Gianna clenched her phone.


    Anneliese didn''t look at her. She quickly pulled out a wet wipe and gently cleaned


    the blood from Jessica''s lip. "Why are you getting nervous?"


    "Who says I''m nervous?" Gianna answered as she frowned.


    At that moment, footsteps came from nearby, followed by someone''s voice. "What''s going on here?"


    The middle-aged officer''s face changed as he hurried over, greeting, "Chief Campbell, why are you here?"


    Anneliese looked over and saw a man in uniform. His temples were streaked with gray. His face looked serious.


    Steven walked one step behind him as they approached together.


    The officer was already exining the situation to the chief, Howard Campbell, in a nervous voice.


    When Gianna saw Steven, her eyes lit up.


    She rushed over and held onto his arm. "Steven, why are you here?" she said. Her tone sounded both wronged and relieved.