Chapter 315 Draw a Clear Line Between Us

When Lance came out of the police station, he looked down with a deep frown.

“Mr. Wolseley, what’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?” Frankie asked.

“Get in the car first.” Lance’s thin lips were ghastly pale.

After Lance got into the car, he lay in the back seat. He rubbed his temples with his clean and slender fingers. Clearly, he was in pain.

“I need medicine…”

Frankie was stunned at first. But then, he immediately took out the painkiller from the central control table and put it in the bottle cap. Then, he handed the bottle of water and the pill over.

Lance took the pill and swallowed it expressionlessly. He then stretched out his hand and said, “I need three.”

Frankie hesitated and said, “Mr. Wolseley, Ms. Beckford said that you could only take two pills at a time. This pill is specially made. If you eat too much, it will damage your nerves.”

Lance frowned. “Give me the pill.”

“But…”

Lance frowned more and said unhappily, “How about I let you be Juliette’s assistant?”

“I’m sorry, Mr. Wolseley.”

Frankie knew that he shouldn’t have argued with Lance, so he hurriedly apologized and handed over the medicine.

After Lance ate the pill, he slightly closed his eyes, leaning against the back of the seat.

When Lance thought of the scene of Yvette being held by Stephen just now, his head hurt so much.

The violent emotions made Lance want to cut off Stephen’s hand.

But Lance’s reason told him that he couldn’t do that.

Lance couldn’t do anything that Yvette did not like him to do.

Otherwise, Lance would only push Yvette further and further away.

Lance was too afraid that Yvette would disappear without letting him know again.

Only Lance and Lance’s psychiatrist knew how Lance had been through these five years.

If Lance had not used medicine, he would not have been able to sleep peacefully.

Lance wouldn’t give up.

As long as Yvette was still single, Lance would still have a chance, wouldn’t he?

Even if Yvette really got married one day, Lance thought he might snatch the bride at Yvette’s wedding.

Anyway, Lance didn’t want things to become irreparable.

The car was moving slowly.

Lance frowned and asked, “Is Yvette out?”

“I’m sorry, Mr. Wolseley. I don’t know either.”

sent Lance

hear any

He said coldly, “Check

“Yes, Mr. Wolseley.”

sweat. He lowered his voice and said, “Mr. Wolseley, Ms.

raised his eyelids and asked calmly,

Mr. Horton from Freshness Entertainment accused Ms. Lynn of drugging

and said with a cold

“Yes, Mr. Wolseley.”

around and drove back to

Lance and Frankie entered the hall, Frankie saw Stephen, who was pacing back and forth

had been in

not know what was going

country now, and Stephen’s connections were not in New York. Stephen

his chin. He sneered,

did not give Stephen a chance to speak back. He

moment later, Yvette’s

so she

what she remembered about that

other party was clear, and Yvette’s fingerprints were also

Yvette was also confused.

drug others while the paper bag actually had

of the interrogation room was pushed

“Ms.

Then, Yvette could be bailed out. But before the matter was clear, Yvette still couldn’t

thought that the lawyer with very good

in a suit walked up

said, “Hello, are you Ms. Lynn? I am your lawyer hired by

was surprised. She turned to look at the lawyer who had just

I am

stunned for

man was the legal

had just

actually spared no effort to

this time, a low male voice

don’t have

and saw Lance. Although Lance

complicated in her heart

had just received the news that Yvette had come out, and he

temperature in the hall was low. Stephen immediately put his

scene made Lance

Yvette thanked

Lance had indeed helped her. Yvette thought she still

don’t have to

was also very hoarse because he stayed up all night

loosened his fists behind

one else noticed

Lance chuckled with self–mockery.

one day, he

Yvette did

“Stephen, have you bought me a

“Yes.”

he took out a folded phone that was the same as Yvette’s

the phone and clicked on

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