Forbidden Passion

Chapter 183 Why Are We at the Police Station

Phoebe was uneasy all afternoon, sensing that something bad was about to happen. Just as she stepped out of a meeting, her phone started vibrating incessantly. She quickly answered the call when she saw the caller ID. Phoebe hung up the call. Without returning to her office, she handed her belongings to John and took the elevator downstairs.

A cold voice from the other end said, "I'm waiting for you outside your office."

As she stepped out of the company's main entrance, she saw a black Maybach parked outside. She jogged over to the car as the back seat window rolled down.

"Get in," the man ordered coldly.

Phoebe saw that he was sitting right next to the door and didn't plan to move, so she opened the passenger door and got in.

Jack greeted her, and the car sped off.

Phoebe glanced nervously at the rearview mirror. Theodore looked grave, and she had no idea what had happened. She asked, "Theodore, what's going on?"

with dark eyes, which made Phoebe's

urged Jack

became even more nervous. Her heart was pounding as the car turned into a corner and stopped in front

car and strode towards the police station. Phoebe didn't hear his response, so she followed him out

a uniformed police officer led them to

Phoebe heard her mother sobbing loudly. Her heart tightened, and she rushed past Theodore and the guiding officer into the mediation room. Inside, Mrs. Ziegler looked disheveled, with several scratch marks on her face and a bruise at the corner of her mouth, as if

Vanessa. Vanessa also looked disheveled, and her injuries seemed even worse than Mrs. Ziegler's. Phoebe's heart skipped a beat at

Mrs. Ziegler saw Phoebe, she burst into tears.

her mother, tears welling up in her eyes.

to the Imperial Apartment to deliver something for you this afternoon. I saw someone in your house and thought it was a thief. I was about to

didn't hit her. She scratched her own face. Auntie, you should have a conscience and not

do? Your family is supposed to be educated and refined; how could they raise such a shameless child? If you were