Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother

Gustaff stared at the young woman's body from head to toe. His eyes started to get clouded with lust, "Miss, it's risky for me to tell you about it, but I can do it for an exchange."

Diamond scoffed as a response.

It wasn't her first time facing a man like this, and it certainly wouldn't be her last.

As an ex-model, she had the habit of maintaining her figure, making her the target of some tame catcalling to borderline sexual harassment.

But she never took that kind of shit from anybody. She wasn't an easy target that would accept any kind of harassment.

Diamond looked down at the stout man who was only her shoulder tall. She crossed her arms and replied, "What kind of exchange?"

The man was a little intimidated by her gesture. She was beautiful but also fierce at the same time.

But Gustaff was interested in her body. This woman in front of him had a perfect body with nice boobs, which he had longed to touch for a while.

Gustaff stretched his hand as he wanted to fondle Diamond's boobs.

But Diamond caught his wrist immediately and glared at him, "I asked you, what kind of exchange do you want?"

"Ah—" Gustaff was surprised by the question. He didn't expect this woman to not even flinch when he was about to reach her boobs. He grinned wide, but his eyes still stared straight at her boobs. "Miss, you know what I want, right?"

"I see, so you want to touch me in exchange for the information?" Diamond asked, and Gustaff replied with a firm nod.

"Hah— that's stupid. Are you not scared that you'll get jailed for sexual assault?"

"Oh, Miss, nobody is looking right now. It's fine…."

"Nobody is looking, huh? Let me call someone," Diamond released Gustaff's hand and took a step back. She fished out her phone and called someone.

Gustaff was alerted instantly and thought that Diamond was calling a cop, "Miss, there is no proof of me assaulting you. The police will think that you're lying."

"Oh no, I'm not calling 911. I'm calling someone I know," Diamond said.

It didn't take a while until the line was connected. Diamond asked the man on the phone to come to the school, which was well known to be a prestigious one.

"Mhm, you're patrolling around here? Sure, come here quickly, I need your help," Diamond said.

Diamond hung up the call and looked down at Gustaff again.

Gustaff got nervous about the sudden call and said, "I don't need to tell you anything. I owe you nothing! So get the hell out of the school gate, you cunt!"

"Mhm, I was being so nice because I thought I could pay you or something as a deal so you can tell me. But since it's no deal, then I can use something more coercive," Diamond said.

It only took ten minutes for a police car to drive in and stop right in front of Diamond and Gustaff.

A big, burly man almost seven feet tall came out of the police car and walked towards Diamond.

He stood straight in front of Gustaff and looked down at him, "Is this man giving you trouble?"

"Mhm, he's about to grope me," Diamond replied.

The man's expression tightened instantly. He glared at Gustaff and grabbed the man's collar.

"YOU!!"

Gustaff shrieked out of fear, almost like a rat about to get squashed.

The policeman was about to swing his fist, but Diamond stopped him by patting his arm, "Don't do anything yet. I can forgive him as long as he told me about the fight between Chloe and someone else here."

"A fight?"

"Yes, that's the reason why I'm taking you here. This pervert wants to touch me in exchange for information. Since he wants it the rough way, then I'm going to be the one threatening him now," Diamond said with a smirk. "So, Gustaff, tell me now or you'll get beaten to death."

"I—I get it! Okay, I will tell you! Please release me now!"

The policeman glanced at Diamond, and the latter nodded.

Thus, he released Gustaff, and they waited for the school guard to speak.

Gustaff secretly cursed in his heart, thinking it was unfair for this woman to call her big burly police boyfriend a shield. But he had no choice now.

So he told Diamond about it;

"It happened a few days ago— no, a week ago, I think," Gustaff said. "Chloe was waiting near the school gate to pick up her daughter as always. Then two other moms approached her and started arguing with her, a fight broke out and the two moms were trying to grab Chloe."

"And they started scratching her face?" Diamond asked.

"What? No! The fight didn't actually happen because the bell rang, and the kids stormed out of the school. The janitor said that her daughter yelled and rushed in to shield her mother," Gustaff said truthfully.

Diamond frowned as the information obviously didn't match the date.

Chloe got the scar two days ago, not a week ago. And there was a clear scar on her cheek.

'So this is a different fight. Damn, did she make enemies with someone? But for a woman like Chloe, I don't think she's the one who creates problems,' Diamond thought.

"Do you know what they're arguing about?"

"Huh, no. I only heard it from a janitor anyway," Gustaff replied.

"I see, then tell me who those two women are," Diamond commanded.

Gustaff went silent instantly. He didn't want to get beat up, but he also didn't want to get entangled with two women who happened to be the parents of students in this school.

Diamond clicked her tongue as Gustaff was giving her silent treatment. She elbowed the policeman beside her, giving a silent instruction to beat the shit out of this pervert.

But before the policeman could grab his collar again, Gustaff quickly replied, "I—I will say it!"