Chapter 130

The bald man's face drained of color the moment he heard the number: five million dollars.

He didn't know why, but somehow, he just knew this man would make good on his

word.

God, five million! He'd never earn that much-not even if he drove trucks for the rest of his life.

Just then, several police cruisers came roaring up with sirens blaring, pulling to a stop along the curb.

Doors swung open in quick succession, and over a dozen officers in crisp uniforms stepped out briskly.

Leading the group was Director Lawson, the chief of the Capitolion Police Department.

For this many officers to show up, anyone would think a major incident had just occurred.

Director Lawson barely waited for the car to stop before hurrying over. The minute he caught sight of Victor, he bowed slightly in deference.

we got your call, we rushed over as fast

wouldn't hold it

unreadable. "Handle things

beneath Isadora's

enveloped by the man's strong presence; his scent and warmth pressed in all

too weak to protest,

No one had expected such a minor incident-no casualties, barely any damage. And yet, here

man was

clearly, he cared deeply for

Lawson, seasoned as he

I'll handle everything

placed Isadora in the passenger seat, then walked around the hood and slid behind the wheel. Before he started the car, he rolled the window down, resting his arm casually

roar, leaving only the smell of exhaust—and a group of stunned

*

Isadora straight to the Fitzgerald

whisked away to a VIP suite

personally arranged for a

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