Your Love Is My Weapon

"What do you want?"

“Would he be so nice for no reason?"

Arya didn't believe it.

Caspar was speechless for a second at her mock, but he said sharply in a serious tone, "You don't have to doubt my intention. I just bring the culprit who killed my Arya to justice.”

Arya unconsciously clenched her fists on her lap and asked, "As a lawyer, you have evidence on the back of the truth. Why do you have to wait until today instead of getting the case thrown out by yourself?"

Caspar turned to look at her. "Are you still that innocent?"

Arya frowned. "What do you mean?”

"Don't you know the relationship between Harriet and Xavier? Based on my investigation, the reason you couldn't obtain a guarantor pending trial when you were pregnant is that the Harrison Family paid bribes to the relevant personnel under the secret support of the Jones Family so that you couldn't get out of prison." At this point, he paused and continued, "I have a piece of evidence in my hand, but it's not convincing enough to overturn the case. As long as Harriet has something to do with Xavier, the Harrison Family can sugarcoat the case with the help of the Jones Family. Who knows that Marshal will be convicted this time?"

Arya had always known her application received no reply only when someone had secretly halted the investigation process.

After suffering for eight months, she still couldn't save the child.

"I know you don't care about yourself, but are you willing to let Marshal get away with the punishment again?" Caspar admitted that he did all these out of his personal feelings. He wanted to send Marshal to prison through Arya.

And it was also true that Marshal was their common enemy.

Arya understood what Caspar meant. As long as Harriet and Xavier were still engaged, Marshal may not get away with the punishment.

Although things were getting worse, the Jones Family could overturn the case if they really took action.

"This is a good opportunity for us to overturn it. Think about it." After that, Caspar stood up, "If your child was still alive, would he like to see a mother being accused of murder?"

Arya's heart tightened and her whole body trembled with excitement.

"Come to me when you make up your mind!" Caspar knew that her resolution began to stagger, so he stopped persuading her.

"Although you have the determination to take revenge, you still need one thing.”

"What is that?" Arya asked.

Caspar held Arya's hand and wrote a word in her palm.

Arya read it out, "Cruel?"

"Be Cruel and be successful.” After that, Caspar stood up and left.

After Caspar left, Arya sat alone for a long time.

In fact, Caspar was right. She had the determination to take revenge, but she was not cruel enough. She did occupy the K&T Inc, but it was as easy as picking the low-hanging fruit for the Harrison Family to return to power once they worked hand-in-glove with the Jones Family.

But thinking of Xavier, she unconsciously wanted to back off.

She was afraid and refused to contact him from the bottom of her heart.

Just as she was lost in thought, the phone in her pocket rang.

It was a video from Orlando.

Arya thought it was about work, so she clicked on it, but it turned out to be a porn video. The main characters in the video were familiar to her - the three punks who kidnapped Sunny and her last time. Soon a woman revealed her face.

It was Sunny.

She seemed to have been drugged and she didn't seem to be raped. Instead, she tried her best to pander to someone's every whim, making the video like porn.

Arya knew that something must have happened to Sunny that day.

If it weren't for Sunny, it might have been herself.

Arya's hand kept shaking, barely held steadily her phone.

'Why does he have this video?"

“Estella, she did this."

It was indeed Estella, but she was also in a daze. She had always thought that the woman in the video was Arya and never doubt her identity.

She excitedly clicked on the video she had released, but the person was not Arya at all.

When she got the video, the punk repeatedly promised that it was Arya, so she didn't check it. After releasing it, she realized that it wasn't about her.

Estella was furious, but Howard was already dead. The three punks had already escaped from W City. Who was she looking for?

Orlando called to her. "Did you see the video I sent you? It already went viral on the internet.” "How's Sunny?" Arya's voice was trembling.

"She doesn't know yet. I've called her to my office to keep her away from contacting the outside world."

"I see. I'll go back right away and keep an eye on her. Don't let her know." Arya told him.

No woman could accept such a thing.

When Arya arrived at the company, someone came up to ask about Sunny who was on good terms with her.

Everyone in the company knew the video.

Now that it was quickly spread on the Internet.

Arya immediately gave the order that no one was allowed to discuss anything about Sunny in the company. The person who did this would be fired as soon as she found out.

In order to keep their jobs, everyone kept silent.

But it couldn't stop the video from spreading.

Arya walked to Orlando's office when she was complaining. "Why should I do your thing?" Orlando said, "I'm so busy that I can't finish it myself. Help me.”

Seeing Arya come in, Sunny immediately complained, "Look at your man Friday. He keeps me here to help him sort out these messy documents.”

Arya wanted to smile at her as usual, but she couldn't.

"Let's go home," Arya said to Sunny.

Sunny looked at her watch. It was not time for clocking off. "You usually get off work at the end of the day. What happened today?"

"I'm tired, but I don't want to be alone. I want you to stay with me.”

Seeing that Arya didn't look well, Sunny nodded.

Before Arya took Sunny away, she told Orlando, "I may not come to the company these days. You have to help me with the work..."

"I see." Orlando understood what Arya was going to say.

Arya nodded and took Sunny away. When everyone saw Sunny, they unconsciously thought of her video and stayed away from her.

They saw her as filth.

Sunny wondered, "Everyone is so weird today. Why are they avoiding me?"

"Are you sure?" Arya deliberately rolled her eyes at her.

Sunny scratched her hair and felt that she might have to think too much.

Arya had been keeping an eye on Sunny, afraid that she would hear any rumors.

Arya was at home for the past few days, claiming that she was sick, so she asked Sunny to accompany her and not let her go out.

However, she didn't expect the landlady to come.

The landlady asked them to move out, saying that Sunny was a prostitute, and she was unwilling to rent the house to people like her. Sunny refused her request. Arya failed to stop the landlady from talking about the video.

Sunny knew then.

Arya had never been mad at anyone. This was the first time she had yelled at the landlady.

She didn't want anyone to say anything bad about Sunny.

"People like you always dressed decently but are filthy. Get out of here and don't get my house dirty.” The landlady scolded harshly.

"We'll move out. Please shut up!" Arya scolded her.

"Get out of here, now!" The landlady didn't care it was night. She threw everything out as soon as she got in.

Arya hugged Sunny tightly and comforted her.

Because of the noise caused by the landlady, many people gathered around her, and some even recognized Sunny and pointed to her.

Sunny was completely bewildered when she couldn't accept it.

Arya was afraid that Sunny would become devastated if she continued to be talked about by the crowd, so she called Orlando in.

When Orlando received the call, he immediately rushed over and drove everyone around away. He took Arya and Sunny away.

In the middle of the night, Sunny was in a bad mood as she was kicked out of the house and had nowhere to go.

Orlando said, "You might just as well stay at my place for tonight. It's too late. I'll help you find the house tomorrow."

Arya nodded. They had no other choice as it was getting late.

Sunny didn't say a word from the beginning to the end. When she reached Orlando's house, she was only lying on the sofa shivering without saying anything.

"It's okay. At the worst, we can go abroad. Don't you have Arya living abroad? We can still be with your Arya when we go find her, okay?" Arya held her hand, worried about Sunny's reaction.

Sunny did not say a word with silent tears streaming down her face.

Sunny had been crying all night. Her eyes were so red and swollen that she couldn't open them. Arya was anxious, but she didn't know what to do.

It was like tearing at her heart.

Sunny had gone through such a disaster only because of her.

Then Orlando came up with the idea to ask the doctor to come home and give her a sedative injection before she slowly fell asleep.

Arya sat beside the bed and looked at Sunny who was asleep. Sobbing, she put her hand over Sunny's mouth. "She's not that kind of person. She was framed.”

Arya didn't want Orlando to misunderstand Sunny.

Orlando didn't say anything.

Suddenly, Arya understood what Caspar meant. She was determined to take revenge, but not cruel enough.

So the people around her would be hurt again.

She wiped away the tears and looked at Orlando. "Keep an eye on her for me. Don't leave her alone."

Orlando said yes.

Arya left Orlando's place, hailing a cab, and went straight to the Jones Group.

Caspar was right. As long as the Harrison Family was still relying on the powerful Harrison Family, they would not decline easily.

She wanted to catch hold of Xavier. She wanted to ruin Harriet's engagement. She wanted the Harrison Family to go nowhere.

Arya stayed up with Sunny all night and didn't look well.

The receptionist stopped her and said that she was not allowed in without an appointment. Jacob happened to bump into her when he came back to work.

So he took her up.

Jacob told her to wait outside when he went in to inform. ?

"Miss Harrison is here."

"I don't want to see her." Xavier refused without thinking.

He thought it was Harriet, nagging about those trifles.

"It's Arya." Jacob was afraid that Xavier would misunderstand.

Xavier's hand, which was signing the document, paused for a second. He drew a crooked line and then held the pen stable. "No."

'How determined is she?’

In order to leave him, she didn't hesitate to make her face disfigured.

'What is she doing here now?"

“What did she think of him?*

When did he, Xavier, become so cheap?