Chapter 521

Vincent Harris blinked his striking almond eyes, staring at Ava Quarles with a fake look of innocence. He gave a little shrug, trying to act all casual, but honestly, it just made people want to punch him. "I’m telling the truth, really." Ava clenched her fists, barely holding back her frustration. "Alright then, if you’re the hostage, how exactly did you end up here?" "I was taken, obviously." "By whom? When and where?" "Three nights ago, on Ibuliluo Lane. Two guys wearing white cloth masks just grabbed me outta nowhere." "Why would they go after you?" He answered the first few questions without batting an eye, but this one? His face suddenly stiffened, a hint of irritation creeping in. "How the hell should I know?" Ava narrowed her eyes. "I’ll ask one more time. You better not be lying." The Talon’s men were notoriously careful and low-key—grabbing someone in public usually meant it was either a big deal or they made a mistake. Vincent’s expression darkened, and he cursed under his b