Sponsor System: Harem With Infinite Money-Chapter 134 : Making Up A Story

After a pause, Yana said with determination, "If the police come to arrest someone, I'll say it was me. I have enough motive…"

Lyla, watching this scene, felt a mix of emotions. She hadn't expected Yana to say something so resolute.

But then again, it made sense. The cliché of a hero saving the damsel had been around for centuries because it worked.

Her thoughts were similar to Yana's. Both of them had come for the money, thinking Ryan was just spending cash to have fun with them.

But unexpectedly, feelings had started to grow. Ryan had thrown someone off a building for her. If it were her, she wouldn't be able to resist such overbearing care either. In fact, no girl could.

"Don't worry. If you don't have faith in me, at least have faith in Yammir."

Ryan chuckled and said, "The son of Brisbane's richest man—if he can't handle such a small matter, he'd be unworthy of the tens of million I spent."

Sure enough, not long after, Zaiden called first, saying softly, "Brother, we're at the emergency room. Come over and watch the show!"

"Remember, no matter what, stick to the story that he fell on his own."

Ryan agreed and hung up the phone, then instructed with a smile, "Yana, if you're worried, we can go take a look. But remember, no matter what, he fell on his own."

"We were sitting in the private room and didn't see anything. We only heard the screams."

Lyla blinked and came up with the most plausible explanation.

"Right, we only came out after hearing the noise and saw him already on the ground. We don't know where he fell from."

Yana, who was naturally sharp, quickly agreed with this reasonable explanation once she calmed down.

The three of them took a taxi to the emergency room of the city hospital. The emergency room was relatively quiet at night, as it was in the newer, more remote district.

The light above the operating room was on. When Ryan arrived, there were quite a few people around. Gansler was chatting with a middle-aged couple, who were likely Anglian's parents.

Gansler said, "Uncle, Auntie, this guy is really out of line. We were discussing business, and he showed up drunk."

"He started making a scene out of nowhere. I told him to get out of the private room, and I guess he felt embarrassed. I don't know if it was on purpose or an accident, but he ended up falling."

"I've told him before, drinking like this and causing trouble…"

The man looked exasperated. "It's all your fault for spoiling him like this."

The woman wiped her tears and said, "He fell by accident, it wasn't intentional…"

The man snapped, "If he dies, it's his own fault. Drunk like that, and he even made a false police report, saying someone pushed him off the building. Does he think we don't have enough to worry about?"

Seeing that he had managed to smooth things over, Gansler squinted and said, "Uncle, Auntie, we were in the middle of a business meeting. Who had time to deal with him?"

"Besides, that was Yammir from Tiger Real Estate and Zaiden, the son of the owner of Domina Hotel."

Finally, he feigned a slight surprise and introduced, "As for this gentleman, he's my client, Young Master Ryan. His wealth is beyond anything I can imagine."

"He came to me today because he just bought two villa worth over thirty million dollars and needs decoration worth at least a few million. Yammir introduced him, and we were discussing the details."

At this, Anglian's parents' expressions changed. The people present were either wealthy or influential.

Tiger Real Estate and Domina Hotel were well-known names in Brisbane. Unless you were drunk, who would dare provoke people like them?

Moreover, they weren't ignorant. People of such status wouldn't need to get their hands dirty to deal with someone. You could just end up in a mysterious car accident one day.

Ryan looked concerned and asked, "Young Master Gansler, is your cousin okay after the fall?"

Gansler forced a bitter smile and said, "He was completely drunk. On the ambulance, he screamed and called the police, saying you were the one who threw him off the building."

Ryan looked stunned and cursed, "Was he drunk or high? I just met him today, and we hadn't even known each other for five minutes. I didn't even know his name."

"We were discussing business, and out of nowhere, I threw him off the building? Am I crazy or something?"

Hearing Ryan's words, the doubt on Anglian's mother's face instantly vanished, while his father said, "Young Master Ryan, please don't be angry. The kid was really drunk, probably hallucinating."

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This was a classic case of "three people creating a story." With Yammir, Zaiden, and a wealthy client like Ryan all saying the same thing, and Gansler backing it up, Anglian's parents had no choice but to believe it. Especially since Anglian had a history of causing trouble.

As they spoke, the police arrived. Yammir stepped forward to greet them, clearly having already coordinated with them beforehand.

Everyone stuck to the story: Anglian had been drunk, caused a scene, and then fell. They had only heard the screams and left the private room to find him already on the ground.

"Officer, don't you think I'm being wronged here? This is so ridiculous," Ryan said with a frustrated expression. "The guy inside, I just met him today. We hadn't even known each other for five minutes, and I didn't even know his name. And now he's saying I threw him off the building?"

Anglian's father chimed in, "Yes, we also find it strange. There's no grudge between them. Besides, his cousin was there. This is his guest."

Anglian's injuries weren't severe. After stopping the bleeding, the examination revealed a mild concussion, along with bruises and soft tissue damage all over his body.

His left foot had four fractures, a cracked ankle, and fractures in both the tibia and fibula. His knee had a crack and a torn meniscus.

His right foot had one fracture, and the rest were minor issues…