Be''s eyes widened as she stared intently at her man''s stern and striking profile.


    The other end of the phone fell silent, broken only by faint sobs.


    "What''s going on? One of you gave me the look, and the other went silent." Justin smiled gently, lightly


    squeezing Be''s cheek. "Aren''t either of you sisters going to trust me?" "N-No, it''s not that..."


    Amelia was the first to respond softly, her voice filled with gratitude. "Justin, thank you for helping


    Steve... Really, thank you."


    "We''re family. There''s no need to thank me for this."


    Afterforting Amelia, Justin ended the call. Then he immediately orderedn, "Turn around. Let''s go


    to the police station."


    "Justin, what are you nning to do?" Be looked at Justin worriedly, observing his calm demeanor.


    "No matter what, we need to get Steven out first."


    Justin sighed, interlocking his fingers with hers and tightening the grip. "Amelia and Steven have


    already faced many challenges in their rtionship. I don''t want them to endure any more difficulties or


    get hurt in any way."


    Be''s breath caught slightly. "Y-You... Understand how that feels?"


    He shook his head with relief, pulling her into an embrace. "I used to, but not anymore. Because right


    now, I have my greatest source of happiness in the world in my arms."


    Steven spent two weeks in a filthy detention center. With the Iversons refusing to settle the case


    privately, he might get detained longer.


    Despite this, he would never betray Be and Justin.


    Even if struggling led to a prison sentence, Steven was ready to endure everything and reveal nothing.


    At this moment, Steven was standing against a wall, arms crossed, conserving his energy with closed


    eyes.


    Across from him, a few men huddled in the corner, watching him cautiously and whispering among


    themselves.


    "You guys are disturbing me." Without opening his eyes, Steven coolly said, "If you don''t want to get


    beaten up, shut up."


    The detained men immediately covered their mouths, trembling, and went silent as mice.


    Steven sighed, his expression clouded with sorrow.


    Since his first night in the detention center, he has not had a moment of peace.


    The Iversons had sent these thugs to "take care" of him, but they underestimated Steven''s Taekwondo


    skills. He handled each of the thugs with ease.


    He shook his head, disappointed by the Iversons'' low regard for him by sending unskilled fighters as if


    he were an easy target.


    Steven thought of it like a test. If he were to end up in prison, he probably would not find it too difficult


    to manage.


    However, Steven did not know that Be and Justin were already on their way to the police station.


    Knowing Ralph was also a police officer, the Iversons cunningly ced Steven in the Western Savrow


    precinct, where Superintendent Donald had deep ties with the Iversons. Upon learning that Be and


    Justin were visiting, Superintendent Donald felt like he was facing a formidable enemy and immediately


    contacted James.


    "M-Mr. Iverson, Justin Salvador and Be Thompson are here in the station''s reception room. W-What


    should we do with them?"


    "Just do what you need to do." Seething with anger, James retorted. "The Iversons are your backup.


    Are you actually afraid of them? Superintendent Donald, your chance for a promotion depends on this.


    No matter the pressure, you must hold your ground and not let them get Steven out of there! Make sure


    Steven can''t get away with assaulting my brother and causing my brother''s disability." "Alright... I''ll do


    my best!"


    Superintendent Donald wiped his sweat off his forehead. "But Mr. Iverson, I''m confused. Steven is


    nothing but a secretary to Be. Why go after him? Going against the Thompsons doesn''t seem to do


    you any good."


    "Don''t worry about that. Just do as I say!"


    James ended the call, his gaze turning sinister. "It won''t do me any good? That''s impossible. I never


    engage in losing deals!"


    He had already secretly bribed the witnesses whose statements the police had. These women all


    "confirmed" that their rtionships with Charles were consensual and voluntary.


    Moreover, if it was also proven that Be''s "dog" disabled and rendered Charles impotent, Charles


    would appear as a victim. This would likely drag Be into negative publicity and bring about


    usations of personal vengeance.


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    James opened a bottle of champagne, pouring himself a drink with a crazedugh. "Be, you think


    you''re capable of challenging me? While you were a kid ying in the mud in Hatchbay, I was already


    working in the business world!"


    Meanwhile, inside the police station, Superintendent Donald faced the formidable duo of Justin and


    Be sitting across from him. He wore a forced smile, but cold sweat soaked his clothes inside and out.


    Even with the backing of the Iversons, the overwhelming presence of Justin and Be, whom he


    regarded as the dynamic duo for their sharpness, was simply too much for him to handle. "What


    brought the two of you here?" Superintendent Donald forced a smile.


    "Well, the Iversons made use here." Be retorted with a cold and stunning smile, her words as


    sharp as a dagger aimed directly at him.