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Chapter 1836

Chapter 1836 This Is Not Mine

“What do you mean?” She looked at Mark. Mark, upon throwing her a glance, circled to her back and

gave her neck a karate-chop. Caught off guard, the unconscious Linda slumped into Mark’s ready

arms.

“Linda, I know you can’t bear to go through with it. Therefore, I’ll take care of this alone,” Mark

murmured as he carried her up onto the bed. After that, he avoided any prying eyes and slipped into

Linda’s room to collect her personal documents. Subsequently, he returned to his room and carried her

downstairs to a waiting taxi.

Not long after they were gone, Gaspar returned with Anna. Worried that Micah would find out about

them, Anna stole a kiss from Gaspar before attempting to return to her room. However, the latter wasn’t

going to let her off easily. Reaching out to grab her, he pulled her into his room before pinning her to

the door and leaning in for a smooch.

Just when both of them were locked in a passionate kiss and preparing to get in bed, a flurry of

footsteps was heard followed by the door being kicked open with a loud bang.

Gaspar, after pushing Anna behind him in reflex, stood in front to shield her. As for Anna, she frantically

straightened her clothes before giving the group of intruders a shocked look.

“You—”

Staring down the gun barrels aimed at them by a group of policemen, Gaspar felt his heart sink. He

had barely spoken a word when he was instantly cut off.

The stern-looking policeman heading the group declared, “We have received a report that there are

drugs hidden here.”

Have you made a mistake? How can there be any drugs here?” Gaspar asked while giving the

policeman an indifferent look. After all, he was sure there weren’t any drugs present.

“We’ll know whether it’s a misunderstanding after we conduct a search.” With that, the policeman

ordered his subordinates to comb the room.

Watching them with an icy expression, Gaspar was a sea of calm as he hadn’t brought any drugs to This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Chanaea this time.

“Sir, we found it.” One of the policemen discovered a packet of drugs that weighed around ten pounds.

The shock almost caused Gaspar’s eyes to pop out of their sockets. Since when do I have drugs here?

Why wasn’t I aware of it?

“This isn’t mine!” he protested with a solemn expression.

After all, he—well aware of how strict Chanaea’s drug laws were—wouldn’t dare bring any in.

“Take him away!” The officer ignored Gaspar’s denial since the drugs were clearly found in his room.

Cognizant that he would be imprisoned for life, Gaspar kept calm until the officer approached him. In

one swift motion, he wrestled away the officer’s gun and swiftly held him hostage.

“All of you, back off!” Pointing the gun at the officer’s head, Gaspar stared at the rest of the group and

barked, “Prepare a car and a hundred thousand in cash. Otherwise, I’ll blow his brains out.”

The police, watching him closely, answered, “As long as you let him go and turn yourself in, we’ll be

more lenient when dealing with your case.”

However, Gaspar was unmoved, for he knew that once his identity was exposed, there was no way he

was escaping prison. Thus, he asserted coldly, “Stop wasting time and do as I say.”

No sooner had he spoken than he tightened his grip around his hostage’s neck. Left without a choice,

the other officers made preparations based on his demands. In the meantime, Gaspar threw the

anxious Anna a glance and shook his head at her.