CHAPTER 483: CHAPTER 483: THE GRAY AREA

This remark caused the police at the station to fall into contemplation.

After a while, the police looked seriously at Lucy Carter: "So, Miss Carter, can you show us that piece of clothing? If Miss Clayton really deceived consumers, she should indeed compensate."

Lucy Carter suddenly flared up, glaring at the police and said, "What, are you implying that I’m lying? If this was done by her personnel without her knowledge, does that mean it doesn’t count, no compensation is needed?"

The police were taken aback, then a hint of seriousness flashed in their eyes, they responded sternly: "Miss Carter, mind your words."

"So, Miss Carter also thinks there’s a misunderstanding in this?" Evelyn Clayton smiled lightly.

Lucy Carter fell silent instantly.

She glared, resentfully looked at Evelyn Clayton, then turned aside with an obstinate attitude: "Don’t play word games with me here! I’ve said it, this issue is not over, it’s not just solvable with compensation!"

"Alright, since Miss Carter doesn’t accept reconciliation, then let’s file a lawsuit."

Evelyn Clayton stated casually, looking at the officer: "Can you let the vice president of my company come over, I have something to explain to her."

The police paused and said: "The investigation hasn’t ended, you can only explain things here."

"Of course." Evelyn Clayton smiled.

After Yara Reagan entered, Evelyn Clayton spoke leisurely: "Now go back and notify the lawyer we’ve contacted before, tell him Miss Carter doesn’t want to reconcile and prepare to appeal. Also, prepare materials and evidence, organize the fact that we did not deliberately deceive consumers for future court use. Then check the company’s internal staff thoroughly to see where the issue occurred."

After speaking, Evelyn Clayton calmly looked at the police officer: "Officer, I’d say there’s nothing more to add."

The hint of panic in Lucy Carter’s eyes was captured by Evelyn Clayton, who chuckled softly and rose to bid farewell to the police.

"Evelyn Clayton, don’t change the subject! You had someone follow me, just admit if it’s true!" Lucy Carter stood up nervously.

Evelyn Clayton looked at her indifferently: "Evidence? Do you have evidence?"

Rhys Jacobs was careful enough, and it doesn’t really count as tracking in the true sense, Lucy Carter had no case to make.

"You, you—" Lucy Carter turned red with anger, "Just wait, I won’t let you off easily!"

The tone of this, for a moment, seemed as if their roles were reversed, making the police furrow their brows repeatedly.

"Alright." The police spoke sternly, acting impartially: "Miss Carter, after signing the record, you can leave. Afterwards, solve your personal matters yourselves, remember not to affect others, and don’t play with us."

Lucy Carter stood up angrily, gave Evelyn Clayton a glare, and stormed out.

Evelyn Clayton stood watching her walk away, shook her head with a smile.

"Miss Clayton, you should sign too." The officer handed over the record for her to sign, then smiled: "By the way, Miss Clayton has indeed been quite the regular visitor to the police station."

From the previous matters involving Rhys Jacobs to Matthew Sullivan’s case, she was almost becoming a regular here.

Evelyn Clayton gave an apologetic smile: "I’m sorry for the trouble."

After signing, she was about to leave when the officer suddenly called out to her.

Evelyn Clayton turned back, and the solemn expression on the officer’s face naturally evoked a sense of respect.

"Miss Clayton, today’s issue may be a misunderstanding or mix-up, and you’re a businesswoman, but I sincerely hope you don’t venture into the grey areas; resolve everything through legal means."