Chapter 96

Steve nodded and said, "Alright. Come home with me first. He rescued you, so I will get him out. I promise." "No. I need to see him walk out of there with my own eyes." I stayed rooted to the spot and added, "You'd better think of something—right now." Steve wasn't someone who easily responded to threats. But that day, he actually listened to me. He started contacting Griffin Group's legal department and got them to send a lawyer over. I waited by the entrance of the police station. Steve didn't leave either. He returned to his car to wait. As night fell, the air turned cold and damp. Steve came out of the car and placed his ambergris-scented coat over my shoulders. I subconsciously tried to take it off me to hand it back to him, but he stopped me. "You're really worried about him." He sounded displeased. I replied, "It's the same as how you always worry about Isabel. So, yes, I am worried about him!" He said nothing more. He took a cigarette from his pocket and stepped a li