Chapter 675

Juniper's brows were knitted tightly. "Oliver, something's happened at home." Three minutes later, Juniper was done explaining the situation. The faint curve of Oliver's lips flattened as the playful warmth in his eyes disappeared and was replaced by a sharp glint. He furrowed his brows, a cold edge in his gaze. He stood and strode toward the window. From the hundredth floor, he gazed down at the vibrant lights of the foreign city below. "Does Grace know about this?" he asked. Juniper replied, "Dad made the kids leave before anything happened." Oliver thought of his clever little wife. With her sharp instincts, she would have caught onto something the moment she saw the officers. Could she really have obediently left the room without trying to figure it out? "Juniper, Grace and James already know," Oliver said calmly. Juniper sounded surprised. "What? I saw them leave with my own eyes." Oliver pinched the bridge of his nose. He looked down at the bustling streets that seemed al