"Okay, don't worry, I will, I will." Lennard spoke repeatedly, but he was complaining in his heart.
Mr. Bridgewater never pestered other women. In the past, women usually pestered him, but today, his guard was let down.
"Sylvia, I have something to tell you..." They had not taken a few steps when Arthur suddenly broke free from the hands of the officers and staggered toward Sylvia again.
Sylvia screamed in fright and ran back.
Oh no!
She heard a "ugh," and a sound of vomiting came from behind her.
She looked back.
Arthur could be seen vomiting heavily, damaging several places in her office.
The smell of stomach acid and alcohol immediately filled the air.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Lennard apologized continuously and hurriedly helped Arthur out.
The two police officers followed suit.
Sylvia looked at her messy office and felt like crying.
What kind of evil did she commit, what kind of plague god did she offend, that she was made to suffer all these for no reason?
Seeing that it was getting late, she had no intention of working overtime. But by that time, the cleaner had already gotten off work, so she had to clean it by herself. If she left it until tomorrow, she didn't know how bad the smell would be.
"Miss Lancelot, I'm sorry, let me do the cleaning." After a while, the door opened, and Lennard came in with a large bucket of water and said guiltily.
Sylvia raised her eyes and looked behind him.
"Don't worry, Mr. Bridgewater is already asleep upstairs." Lennard understood what she was thinking and explained immediately.
It turned out that after the police took Arthur away, it was, of course, impossible for Lennard to allow the police to really take Arthur away. After explaining the situation, he obediently paid ten times the fine.
"Upstairs?" Sylvia looked upstairs warily, her eyes cold.
To her great surprise, when she returned home, she saw Chris and Hendrick.
The two little ones were playing checkers with Jennifer, and they were having a great time.
She stood blankly, staring at them.
"Mommy." After a while, Chris was the first to notice her, shouted excitedly, and rushed towards her.
"Mommy."
"Mommy."
Jennifer and Hendrick also ran towards her.
"Chris, Hendrick." Sylvia bent down, opened her arms and hugged the three little ones, and asked excitedly: "Why are you here?"
It seemed that that bastard Arthur drank too much and had no energy to take care of the children.

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