Chapter 164

"Only the Merovan Times Report would dare publish something like this. A headline like that would never make it past mainland social media censors," Autumn said. Preston was at a loss for words. Her gaze was cool and steady, her composure lending her words a quiet authority. Autumn had the kind of presence that made even a lie hard to detect, something even someone as sharp as Dawson would struggle with. Preston was hoping for a juicy "hero saves the damsel" story about Dawson, but she gave him no hint of one. Instead, his impression of her only deepened. He knew anyone in Dawson's circle wasn't likely to be a fool. "Alright, maybe I was overthinking it," Preston said at last, unable to find a fault in her story. "Come on, let's drink." Just then, a speedboat shot toward them across the waves. Moments later, several men in black suits boarded, with Evan striding in behind them. The moment his gaze fell on Autumn, he sneered. "Grab that bitch!" Preston's expression instantly ha