All Chapters of She's Out of Your League Now: Chapter 801 - Chapter 810

The next morning, Winston visited the police station to check on the progress of Joanna's case, ensuring they took him seriously rather than just being perfunctory over the phone.The police commissioner was exceptionally attentive. After the coffee was served, he remarked, "Mr. Greer, it's a true honor to have you here. You really should have notified us beforehand."Winston wore a black suit and appeared distant. He casually sat on the couch with his arms crossed, his icy eyes scanning the room.The police commissioner went silent, feeling nervous. Winston was a prominent figure in Yerwick, and no one dared to overlook him. Everyone at the station understood why he was there. He ruthlessly turned his ex-girlfriend into the authorities without a second thought. He showed no regard for their past relationship at all."Joanna's still on bail but faces a charge of inciting murder. Her case is more complicated, so she'll be transferred to another department, and I will no longer han

Winston and Logan quickly turned to see the police commissioner rushing out of the station. Breathing heavily and wiping the sweat from his forehead, he exclaimed, "Ms. Lowell… she has fainted."Logan was momentarily stunned as he watched someone carrying Joanna out of the police station. She appeared pale with a noticeable wound on her right wrist. Blood ran down her arm, leaving spots on the ground.Winston glanced indifferently at Joanna.After a while, Logan urged, "Hurry, take her to the hospital. My sister is depressed and might attempt suicide."Winston remained composed. Joanna's suicide attempt was not surprising. He had known her for years, and she had done it several times.Before getting into the car, Logan glared at Winston and asked, "Winston, with Joanna in this state, are you truly unwilling to let her go?""She's committed murder. There's nothing I can do," Winston replied calmly.Logan chuckled. "Who isn't aware that you're the one in charge? Whether you decide

Winston eventually decided to go to Ant Market. Yerwick was very cold in December, and the nighttime breeze was especially harsh. The town felt deserted, with a worn entrance and a faded "Welcome" sign.He drove for half a mile and found no one around. Afterward, he parked his car in the parking lot. After handing over the car key, a man dressed in black guided him down a narrow path.Winston felt as though he had stepped into an entirely different city, surrounded by bright lights and loud vendors. The crowd was so dense he had to squeeze through. He narrowed his eyes and looked outside, noting the stark contrast between the darkness and desolation outside and the chaos inside.Winston adjusted his black coat and put on a mask. However, even with half his face concealed, his distinctive charm and presence would still shine through.This seemed like a small market, but everything was sold, including some illegal items."Let me know the exact price.""Three million! Buy it if you

A beam of light appeared, causing all of them to shield their faces and gaze toward it."The boss ordered you to leave immediately. Also, make sure to inform the vendor to take his trash and get out of Ant Market." His tone was unmistakably assertive.Everyone exchanged glances, their expressions mirroring the shock and confusion. That voice..."Should I introduce myself?" he asked.The few of them quickly backed away and left, leaving Winston alone. He shook his arms to get rid of the blood that splattered on him when the man was dragged away.He turned his gaze toward the light and asked, "Who's there?"The flashlight went out, and the man approached Winston. Suddenly, the lights along the narrow path lit up, revealing a handsome, tough young man. He was under 20 and looked charming but somewhat immature."Our boss sent me to help you. You're welcome." He smiled softly, his tone friendly."Who is your boss?" Winston asked."Your old friend," he replied simply.Winston staye

With few vehicles on the road, Millie and Winston accelerated dramatically. Their cars raced fiercely, each refusing to yield to the other. The tires screeched around the corner, and the brakes made a loud noise. After the turn, they again pressed down on the accelerator.Millie grinned, noting he was following her closely. She was quite impressed. Initially, she thought his driving skills were not that great.Winston's car trailed Millie's closely, neither catching up nor falling behind. As the traffic light ahead counted down to three seconds, Millie hit the accelerator once more, using the red light ahead to create a barrier between herself and Winston. In a split second, Winston slammed on the brakes.He gazed at the dark purple Pagani and noticed Millie extending her arm from the window. She gave a thumbs-up before slowly turning it down, teasing him for being a rookie.Winston hit the steering wheel, frustrated by Millie's smugness.60 seconds was all it took to stop Winst