Secretly Married for 4 Years, He Regrets to Tears After the Divorce-Chapter 125: I Suggest You Get a Lawyer

No wonder Wren Sutton’s phone was off. She was being interrogated and had been required to turn it off.

Adrian Lancaster glanced at his watch and accelerated.

He had to admit he was worried about Wren Sutton. He couldn’t bear the thought of her being interrogated, let alone arrested and sentenced.

After all, Wren Sutton was his wife, a member of the Lancaster family.

’If the Young Madam of the Lancaster family were interrogated and arrested, what would become of their reputation?’

Adrian Lancaster turned what should have been a thirty-minute drive into twenty.

He parked in front of the government building and got out. With a cold expression, he strode inside as if he were walking into his own company, his powerful presence radiating an unspoken authority.

After making some inquiries, Adrian Lancaster learned from an officer that Wren Sutton had left the interrogation room ten minutes ago.

Adrian Lancaster’s sharp eyes narrowed at the news, his expression unreadable as he fell into thought.

"Did you end the interrogation, or did someone come specifically to pick up Wren Sutton?"

"No one picked her up. She left on her own."

The cold expression on Adrian Lancaster’s face eased slightly. Without any suspicion, he turned and left.

Back in his car, he immediately called Wren Sutton.

"We’re sorry, the number you have dialed has been switched off."

Hearing the automated message, Adrian Lancaster’s brow tightened in frustration, and he tossed his phone aside.

’The interrogation is over. Why isn’t her phone on yet? She’d better have gone home.’

Adrian Lancaster drove back the way he came, even faster than before. He was desperate to see Wren Sutton at once.

But when he got home, there was no sign of Wren Sutton.

Adrian Lancaster was furious, filled with an unprecedented rage.

’He had spent the whole morning rushing around for her, and she hadn’t even come home.’

’Where could she have gone?’

’The Sutton family home? Isla Griffith’s house? Or...’

The image from that photograph flashed through Adrian Lancaster’s mind, and his eyes turned sinister and dangerous.

He had sent someone to investigate that man’s identity, but there were no results yet.

Just then, Mr. Marshall called, asking Adrian Lancaster to come to the hospital.

Adrian Lancaster could tell the Marshall family’s attitude had softened. It seemed they were interested in a settlement, and since the matter was serious, he agreed to meet with them.

After leaving the police station, Spencer Sawyer suggested that Wren Sutton hire a lawyer.

Wren Sutton was thinking the exact same thing, and they immediately agreed.

"As it happens, I have a lawyer friend I can introduce you to. He’s incredibly good at what he does. He’s never lost a case in his entire career."

Spencer Sawyer sounded completely confident, and he clearly held his lawyer friend in the highest regard.

"There’s no time like the present. I’ll call him now and have him come out. You two can talk through the details of the case."

Wren Sutton nodded, her heart full of gratitude. "Thank you so much, Spencer. I’m sorry to put you through all this trouble."

"It’s no trouble. It’s just one phone call."

...

「At a coffee shop.」

Wren Sutton ordered a glass of juice; she was pregnant and shouldn’t be drinking coffee.

Spencer Sawyer respected her choice without a second thought and ordered a mocha for himself.

They arrived ten minutes earlier than the appointed time.

Five minutes later, Aaron Pierce pushed the door open, spotted Spencer Sawyer at a glance, and walked over.

As he approached their table, Spencer Sawyer and Wren Sutton stood up to greet him.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Spencer Sawyer, acting as the go-between, began the introductions.

"One of you is my childhood best friend, and the other is my junior from university. As of today, you’re officially acquainted."

Aaron Pierce’s demeanor was gentlemanly, his expression perfectly neutral—not too cold, not too warm. He exuded the elite aura of a successful man.

"Miss Sutton, hello."

Wren Sutton replied with graceful composure, "Mr. Pierce, hello."

The three of them then sat down.

Aaron Pierce ordered a latte.

He didn’t waste time on small talk, getting straight to the point and inquiring about the case. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Wren Sutton gave a careful and detailed account, leaving out no details and reconstructing the events of that day as accurately as she could.

After listening, Aaron Pierce cut straight to the heart of the matter. "Miss Sutton, may I ask what your relationship is with Ms. Marshall?"

Wren Sutton paused for a moment and pursed her lips.

"She’s my husband’s first love and his ex-girlfriend."

"In other words, she’s your rival."

"I wouldn’t call her a rival. I’ve already decided to get a divorce."

Hearing the word "divorce," a flicker of light appeared in the eyes of Spencer Sawyer, who had been sitting quietly to the side.