When the police arrived and took the couple to the police station, Mother Chip privately said to her husband with some relief, "Fortunately, our son is smart and knew to run."

Having been to the police station twice in succession, Mother Chip was worried that Christopher Chip would have a record and would not be able to find a wife in the future.

Father Chip’s face was not looking good as he stood pressed in the corner, gritting his teeth repeatedly, and said angrily, "That damn woman Jillian Carter, how dare she let the security guard call the police."

No matter how much Mr. and Mrs. Chip explained to the police that they were Jillian Carter’s biological parents, no one believed them.

The security guard reported them as human traffickers, so the police investigated in that direction. Through this investigation, they discovered it hadn’t been long since the couple had left the police station, recalling the nationwide shocking aviation incident.

Mr. and Mrs. Chip talked until their mouths were dry to no avail, as they stayed in the police station all evening until the police finished their shift. After verifying they were indeed not human traffickers, the couple was educated and released by the police.

At this time, Christopher Chip had already acquired the telephone number of Jillian Carter’s office.

He hid not far from Jillian Carter’s office and directly dialed the number on his mobile phone.

Hearing a sweet voice of a young girl from the other end, anger surged in Christopher Chip’s heart, "I’m not doing well at all. You tell that woman Jillian Carter to take the call. If she doesn’t, I’ll have a reporter call her!"

The call was answered by the assistant. Hearing the man’s threat, the assistant hurriedly stopped Jillian Carter, who was preparing to leave work.

"President Carter, someone wishes for you to take the call. They said if you don’t, they will have a reporter call you."

Jillian Carter frowned, hesitating for several minutes about whether to take the call or not, before finally returning to the office and having the assistant transfer the call to her office line.

"Hello." Jillian Carter held the receiver with her mobile phone trembling slightly.

"Lily Chip, you’re something else! Letting dad and mom be arrested by the police, does that make you proud? Having parents and a younger brother who’ve been to prison, do you feel particularly proud?" Christopher Chip cursed immediately over the phone, "You bitch, think that growing up in the Carter Family lets you turn your back on us? Jillian Carter, I’m telling you, if you don’t come out obediently to meet us, I’ll contact a reporter!"

Christopher Chip said, "I’ll go to the press, tell them that you, Jillian Carter, Elder Miss Carter, have money, yet deny your family, and deliberately have your biological parents arrested. Tell the reporters you’re not even the Carter family’s biological daughter, you’re a fake! I’ll also inform Jane Sampson that the biological parents she’s looking for are people from the Carter Family. Jillian Carter, if you don’t let us live well, you won’t be able to either."

After his threats, Christopher Chip felt satisfied, "Jillian Carter, don’t burn bridges, you’ll want to meet again in the future, don’t you get that? No matter what, we are ties by blood you can’t sever, trying to turn your back on us, you won’t manage it in your lifetime, I’m telling you, it’s useless."

"I’m in a coffee house near your company named Hidden Fragrance. If you don’t show up within 15 minutes, fine, I’ll contact a reporter immediately. I’ll let the whole world know, you’re nothing but a fake Elder Miss Carter."

After speaking, Christopher Chip hung up the phone.