Chapter 697

Aurelia widened her eyes in horror. She stared at Neil and felt chills run down her spine. The man was dressed properly and exuded a noble air, but his gaze was sharp, and he did not look like he had kind intentions. Neil gripped her wrist and could not help tightening his hold. The pain caused Aurelia to cry. “Mister, let go please!” “You haven’t answered my question.” “What question?” Aurelia blinked. “Oh, where this jacket came from? Hah, well…” She went closer to him—her innocent smile carried a hint of sensuality, and there was a playful look. “Let go of me, and I’ll tell you!” Neil could not help relaxing his grip. The next second, however, Aurelia shoved him away and ran in the opposite direction like a fleeing bunny. ‘A police officer! He must be a police officer!’ Aurelia’s heart thumped. Why would he wear such a strange expression if he was not a police officer? It was just a torn jacket. Did he have to ask things like, “did you peel it off a dead man”? It was a