defending ourselves.”
The officer frowned skeptically. “Everyone needs to come down to the precinct to give statements.”
The classmates who’d participated in the attack suddenly looked nervous.
But Victoria stood firm, tone deflant. “I’m not going anywhere! This is my wedding day, and I refuse to spend it at a police station!”
She turned to Nathan, eyes pleading. “Honey, you’re the CEO of Global Prime. You must have connections – can’t you handle this?”
The others quickly jumped in, expressions desperate.
“Yeah, Mr. Bradley, you’re someone important! The police will listen to you!”
“This is supposed to be your and Victoria’s celebration. We can’t let it end at a police station!”
“Exactly! Global Prime is one of the biggest companies in Manhattan. One word from you could make this go away.”
Victoria’s mother chimed in. “Nathan, darling, it’s your special day with Victoria. We can’t let this tarnish your reputation!
Under the mounting pressure, Nathan straightened his tie, shifting into executive mode as he addressed the officers.
“Officer, I’m Nathan Bradley, CEO of Global Prime Industries. I’m well acquainted with the police commissioner. Perhaps we could resolve this unofficially?”
The officer paused, then replied firmly. “Public assault isn’t something we can overlook, regardless of connections.
“And dropping charges isn’t my call
“You’ll need the victim’s consent
sent to make this go away.”
Nathan wore a confident smirk.
“That’s simple enough. I doubt anyone would dare stand against me!”
He turned to Victoria, voice authoritative. “Where’s this person you all attacked?”
Without hesitation, Victoria led Nathan through the crowd, dramatically pointing at my crumpled form on the ground.[]
“Baby, it’s this bitch right here!“]
