Chapter 522

Sophia stood in front of me, her brow tightly furrowed, her gaze growing even colder. "What do you mean?" Her icy voice snapped me out of my thoughts. Annoyance flickered in my eyes as I looked at her. "I mean, I never laid a hand on Johnson. He's the real master of deception—the true scumbag!" With that, I pushed past her and walked straight outside. Sophia's brow knitted tighter, the air around her heavy with tension. "Joshua!" Her voice rang out like a vengeful demon from the depths of hell—chilling and furious. But I didn't turn back. We were already going through a divorce. In 30 days, once the cooling-off period was over, we would have nothing to do with each other. Just as I stepped out of the police station, ready to hail a cab, a sleek black car pulled up in front of me. I recognized it instantly. Before I could react, the window rolled down, revealing Juliette's delicate features. "What are you doing here?" I asked. "Get in. I'll explain on the way." Her voice was