Opposite the back alleyway of the police station, Justin held Be in his arms. They had been waiting in the car for a long time.


    "I just received word from Ralph. He said that his close colleague has been keeping an eye on the case for the past two days. Apart from Charles'' attorney, no one in his family came to bail him out." Be sank into Justin''s embrace, her forehead soaking in sweat.


    She was on Day 2 of her menstrual cycle, and Justin told her to rest at home, but he was not the boss of her.


    Feeling the throbbing pain in her belly, she squirmed in his arm like a loach.


    Well, she should have taken Justin''s advice toy off the salt and sugar.


    "James nned this. He would want to disappear now. Why would he stick up to defend a hopeless bastard? He''d be making himself a target."


    Justin wrapped his arm around her shoulders, his warm palm pressing against her belly and rubbing clockwise.This text is property of N?/velD/rama.Org.


    "Hm... Harder... Yes. Harder."


    Justin swallowed hard. The sensation of the woman''s soft belly traveled from his fingertips to his body, stirring a raspiness in his voice. "Well, I told you to cut down on junk food. I''ll getn to get a drink for you."


    "It''s okay.n is busy with Rachel. Don''t trouble him for every little thing. He''s your secretary, not your ve." Be felt bad forn.


    Justin smiled wryly.


    "No news about James or Lance. I guess they are abandoning Charles."


    Contrary to Be''s sweet voice, the smirk on her face was chilling. "There''s only one move they can make now. The case has nationwide coverage, and everybody is talking about it. The public has lost confidence in the Iverson Group, and James needs to be prosecuted to ease the people''s rage.


    "The Iversons can''t use their connections with the police either. No sane officer would touch the case with a ten-foot pole. They would be risking their reputation and credibility with the public. Even if Ralph isn''t involved, we don''t have much to worry about because even God can''t save Charles now."


    Justin grabbed her belly. "Does it still hurt?"


    "Hm... I feel a lot better. You''re a good masseur."


    There was amotion outside the police station.


    "Oh, Rachel and the others are out."


    The couple looked out the car window and watched as the two victims, their faces covered, broke through the swarming journalists with the help of their families and bodyguards. They got into the awaiting vehicles.


    As they entered the cars safely, Be held her breath in case anything went wrong.


    lan held Rachel in his arms and walked in the back.


    One male journalist charged forward and pushed the microphone into her face. He asked aloud, "Were you here to give a statement and identify Charles? Did KS Group or Salvador Corporation pressure you?n stood in front of Rachel like a protective barrier and snapped back, "What are you trying to say?"


    "You are Mr. Salvador''s secretary, right? I recognize you."


    The male journalist got inn''s face.


    "You and Be Thompson''s


    secretary have been by the victims'' side. Mr. Salvador and Ms.


    Thompson orchestrated the n to point fingers at Charles, am I right? The Thompsons and the Iversons are long-time friends. Ms. Thompson is close with Charles. She even operated on him. With the nature of her rtionship with Charles out in the open, she''s eager to dissociate herself from him. She is possibly trying to make herself look good by helping the victims. It''s only logical to think the timing is suspicious."