Billionaire's Regret: Losing Me And Our Son - Chapter 34: Chapter 34

The phone fell to the ground, I was instantly angry, pointing at the phone on the ground and frowning. "When the police come later, please compensate yourself for all the damages caused."
"Bitch, dare to threaten me? My mom died in your place; you will have to pay for it no matter who you ask to come!" the man cursed angrily.
Rose had been a well-behaved lady since she was a child, and although she was dissatisfied, she was still rational.
She politely explained, "I'm the dean of this place, and we are deeply sorry about the death of Mrs. Pierce. If you have questions about Mrs. Pierce's death, you can go for an autopsy."
The man sniffed with vigor, his voice getting louder and louder. "What the hell do you mean? Chelsea is gone, and you still want to disembowel her, you bitch.
"You look well-dressed, how come you are so vicious? I don't think you are qualified to open a sanatorium; why don't you go to open a brothel?"
Rose's face turned red with embarrassment, and she pursed her lips tightly.
She wasn't adept at handling such hooligans, but I wasn't one to be easily intimidated.
"Don't you know how to speak properly?" I coldly retorted, glancing sideways and prompting Rose to call the police.
Realizing the situation, she quickly pulled out her phone.
The man seemed to know that once the police arrived, they would surely be sent away. He shouted to his companions behind him, "Don't let them call the police!"
As soon as he finished speaking, they hurried forward, grabbing for Rose's phone.
Staff from the sanatorium also rushed in, and both sides quickly engaged in a scuffle.
Amidst the chaos, I heard Benedict suddenly let out a loud cry.
Following the direction of the sound, my heart leaped to my throat. Amid the brawl, a man stumbled into Benedict's crib, lost his balance, and fell backward, teetering on the edge of the crib.
"Benedict!" I screamed in terror, scrambling to stand up and lunging at the man with all my might.
"Ah!" the man cried out in pain.
With the sound of breaking glass, the man crashed through the floor-to-ceiling window, curling up amidst shards of glass as he wailed in agony.
The unexpected scene made everyone stop in their tracks.
Without thinking further, I quickly checked on Benedict.
Fortunately, he was just scared. I held him in my arms and comforted him for a moment until he stopped crying.
The police and an ambulance arrived almost simultaneously.
That man was seriously injured, and Rose and I were taken to the police station.
After giving our statements, the police informed us that the victim was willing to mediate but demanded a settlement of 300 thousand dollars in damages.
That was completely outrageous.
I couldn't swallow this indignity. Even if I had 300 thousand dollars, I wouldn't give it to these rascals.
"In that case, we will have to go through legal proceedings. For now, contact someone to bail you out," the police explained routinely.
Rose's parents were abroad, and she had only recently returned, having few friends in Enschester
Her first thought was of Aiden, but after several attempts, he didn't answer any of her calls.
It was already nearly five in the afternoon. If we couldn't find someone to bail us out today, Rose and I would have to spend the night in the police station.
I ran through all the people I could ask for help in my mind.
My parents were on vacation in a neighboring city, my phone was broken, and I couldn't check my contacts list.
The only person whose phone number I remembered was my ex-husband, Quinn.