Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 282 Apology

As expected, the moment I answered, Jack's furious voice exploded through the speaker. "Jane, what the hell are you doing? Why did you get Elsa arrested?"

I blinked in confusion. "Are you sure that's something you should be asking me? Shouldn't you be asking Elsa instead? Why are you coming to me?"

A thought flashed through my mind, and I decided to test it. "Don't tell me... She's been crying her eyes out ever since you picked her up from the station?"

Jack sounded like I just asked the most obvious question. "Of course! If she's not crying, do you think I'd bother calling you? I already spoke to the police. You were the one who reported her. Get over here and apologize to her right now!" he demanded.

I rolled my eyes hard. "I think you need to get your head checked. I know a great neurologist overseas. Maybe he can finally diagnose whatever the hell is wrong with you," I retorted.

I then continued, "Do you think I just randomly send people to the police station for fun? Do you have any idea how many crimes Elsa has committed in the past that warrant her arrest? I'm exhausted, Jack. Do me a favor and stop bothering me."

The second I finished my rant, I heard Jack start to say something else, but I didn't give him a chance. I hung up and immediately fell asleep.

By the time I woke up, it was already Sunday. I had forgotten to close my curtains last night, so sunlight streamed through the windows, hitting my face directly.

the bottom of the stairs, the doorbell rang. I casually opened the door-only to find Elsa standing outside, looking her

moment she saw me, she beamed sweetly and greeted me,

react,

lurking nearby, but to my surprise, there was no one

I was thinking and smiled as she explained, "They're not here. I came

on my couch, acting like she owned the

like them, so I didn't

you're confused about something. I hate them, sure. But

quickly recovered. She continued innocently, "I came to apologize to you and

search for someone before asking, "Where is he,

seen through her act, so I simply shrugged. "Unfortunately, he's not home right

lips together, stewing in silence. It was

not me.

because I