Boss, Your Ex-Wife is Unreachable Now! novel Chapter 323

“Yeah, why should we listen to you?! Since when do the police get to arrest people without any evidence?”

A chorus of voices echoed the protest, some even accusing Ryan and his team of excessive force. A couple threatened to write down their badge numbers and call the precinct to file a complaint.

All the while, Zoe kept a wary eye on Willow.

How could this be just a coincidence? Willow had barely picked up her phone to snap a picture before the police stormed in.

But that didn’t make sense. Zoe couldn’t recall doing a single thing to arouse Willow’s suspicion.

Willow caught Zoe’s gaze and met her eyes, unflinching.

Then, as Zoe searched for answers, Willow lifted her phone and gave a cold, half-smile. “I’m the one who called the police.”

Her words dropped like a bomb. The entire room went dead silent.

“You called the police? Why?” The girl with the thick black-rimmed glasses was the first to recover, demanding an explanation.

Ryan had brought five officers with him. One guarded the door, another recorded everything with a bodycam.

“Why?” Willow let out a laugh, sharp as a blade. “The lot of you tried to spike my drink and do God knows what. You really think I shouldn’t have called the police?”

Zoe felt the blood drain from her face, cold dread gripping her spine.

Willow knew. She actually knew. But how? Where did things go wrong?

Panic finally set in.

“Willa, you must be misunderstanding something. Why would we ever do something like that to you?” Zoe forced herself to smile, though it looked more like a grimace.

Willow’s eyes turned icy. “Oh, really?”

“Of course! We’re friends!” Zoe blurted out, desperate.

“Yeah, Zoe’s always been good to you. Why are you accusing her like this? What, you think everyone’s out to get you?” chimed in Yara, taking Zoe’s side.

Hamlin, who’d finally managed to regain some composure, spoke up as well, trying to sound righteous. “Miss Sheffield, calling the police on your friends without evidence is a serious accusation. You’re wasting police resources—and ruining your friendships in the process. Do you even realize that?”

“Na—narcotics?” Hamlin’s legs gave out, and he collapsed onto the floor.

He’d thought it was just some sedative in the juice—how could it actually be drugs? What the hell had happened?

The other girls were equally stunned, their faces etched with disbelief.

“This has nothing to do with me! I’ve never even touched that stuff!”

“It was Zoe! She brought everything, she put it in the juice herself—we didn’t know anything about it!”

“Yeah, she tricked all of us!”

The girls scrambled to clear their names, talking over each other in panic.

Ryan ignored their excuses, fixing each of them with a steely gaze. “You can explain yourselves at the station.”

University students, and yet so rotten inside. All those years of school—what a waste.