Tinder nodded.

"It works. But the dose we give her is not much, so it only works mildly. We also wouldn't dare to give her too many doses in case she grows dependent on it."

Avery kept quiet after what Tinder said. The door of the interrogation was half-closed. She couldn't see what was going on inside. But she could hear clearly the sound of every punch, and the screaming and yelling of the police officers.

Avery deliberately asked for small dosages when she negotiated with Mr. Howel. She was worried Mr. Howel would accuse her of hiding drugs if she asked for too much at once.

LAD was technically controlled substances. If she possessed too much, she would get in trouble.

After all, she was dealing with Rebecca, who was bent on sending her to prison.

At the same time, the door of another interrogation room was locked from outside. Inside the room was dead silence.

A woman was kept in this room with her hands and feet chained. The iron chains were unusual.

They looked more like dog leashes.

The woman was covered all over with bruises and cuts. Some scars were from fairly fresh wounds. The skins exposed looked horrible. But her clothes were intact.

She had no scars on her face, either. But she seemed numb like she had no soul.

After she heard the sound of the lock opening, she suddenly had the extreme fear and started trembling all over her body.

This time, it was not the officer who tortured her to get the answer that came in.

What slowly appeared underneath her eyes was a pair of women's shoes and women's legs.

She held a jar filled with flowing liquids. If taking a closer look, she found something else wobbling away with the jar.

The jar was made from steel glasses. The woman rolled the glass down to her face. She looked at the jar and felt throwing up after she identified what was inside the jar.

"Do you know what it is?"

The girl working in the shop shook her head. She knew what it was, but didn't know why this woman showed it to her.

"This is an eyeball..."

Her voice was cruel and merciless.

"It belongs to a baby."

Phew—

The acid water burst out from her stomach, and she threw up all over the floor.

"I thought you should be familiar with it. You give birth to the owner."

The girl widened her eyes in horror again. She was broken. She couldn't believe what she heard and went mad.

Suddenly, all the emotions started to get at her at the same time.

"You dirty bastards! Rebecca, Rebecca, is a whore! I'll kill her! She'll die horribly! Why couldn' she spare a ten-month-old infant? If Jesus knew, he would punish her!"

"If anyone is to blame, it's you. You picked the wrong side and helped the wrong person. Is it worth selling yourself out for that money? Your highness could give you whatever Avery gives you. Think about it! If you want the other eye of your son kept, you'd better think through who disfigured Your highness."

The girl was still screaming. The woman pinched her jaw.

"After it is over, we will release you to your family. We will give you enough money so you and your son could spend the rest of your life in comfort without working."

The woman's voice was tempting. The girl couldn't say no to what she offered.

The yelling in the interrogation room was weaker and weaker. All Avery heard was painful gasping.

Evan came out first. If the policeman wanted to get out, he would probably crawl his way out.

Evan had an awful look. He saw Avery's petit figure wrapped in his coat. Her face gradually turned normal again. Then he looked less tight.

Evan walked over to Avery and held her face with both hands. He had dark circles under his eyes.

"What did you do last night?"

"I'm meeting Mr. Sweetguy. You're allowed to accompany your childhood sweetheart, why can't I find myself a valentine?"

Evan ruffled Avery's cheeks with his fingers. He knew her too well. She had to get under his nerves whenever she could.

"Then why do you end up here? Why didn't you have your breakfast?"

"I'm waiting for you to join me."

Evan smiled. He was satisfied with her answer. He held her hands and said, "Let's get out of here first."

Their fingers were locked tightly. Evan held her hands and walked first. But before they could reach the door, they were surrounded by the police.

"Mr. Howel, I'm afraid Miss Avery couldn't leave yet."

Evan gave him a murderous look. They all gasped and trembled.

But they had to follow the orders. So one officer worked up his guts and said, "The suspect has confessed that someone else is behind Your highness's disfigurement. The person is Miss Peters. So Miss Peters couldn't leave yet."

Avery listened to what the officer said. She was very calm and not surprised at all.

She was taken from the presidential house here and knew she could probably not leave the station even if she had nothing to do with the arson.

Actually, she didn't plan to leave so soon. The game has just started. If she left, how could she continue playing?

But Evan ignored them completely. After all, he just kicked the head policeman's ass.

These police officers were nothing to him.

So Evan decided to overlook them entirely and held Avery to keep walking.

But Avery stopped and pulled him back.

"Evan..."

Evan looked back. He had a strong feeling of deja-vu. It had happened too many times before when Avery did something to his surprise.

As Evan expected, Avery said, "They said I couldn't leave yet. If I go like this, it will look bad to Your highness and Mr. President."

Evan said, "Don't do this to me. This is not the time to say no."

Avery knew if she didn't say it first, Evan would resort to violence. But she didn't want Evan to use it. After all, fists kept one's mouth shut, but couldn't solve the problem.

"Do you trust me?" Avery suddenly asked.

"Do you want me to buy breakfast again?"

Avery burst out laughing. She only bit her lips and stared at him gently. Those cunning eyes almost seemed to avert the crisis.

"Do you like, have a plan?"

Avery nodded.

"Then let's go."

Evan held her hands and walked back without any hesitation.

Avery was forced to go after him. But she was surprised that Evan agreed to let her stay without asking why.

Evan said as he was walking, "get us an interrogation room."

The way he talked about it was like he was telling the customer manager of a five-star hotel to give him a presidential suite...

"Us?" Evan captured the point fast, "Evan, what do you mean?"

"You heard me saying to us," Evan slowed down, "if you decide to stay, I'll keep you company."