When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

Chapter 110

Chapter 110



"Are you saying my wife is getting dragged away because someone called the cops?" Clyde stepped forward, ready to confront Freya, but I held him back.

A police call, especially a serious one like that, meant an investigation was inevitable.

"Get a lawyer." I looked from Clyde to Jade, "You take the lead on the Design Department meeting."

"Freya, we should head out," I said.

Freya's presence at the office was a clear sign of trouble. She wouldn't be there otherwise.

Freya nodded at me, and I followed the officers, wondering what proof I could muster to show my innocence. But no sooner had we stepped outside than a swarm of reporters descended upon us.

Patterson, is it true that you orchestrated

you act first to secure your

guilty of premeditated murder?

Someone yanked off my wig in the

station, my wig was long gone. Rubbing my bald head, I felt oddly

Crawford, we're aware of the situation, but we appreciate your cooperation," Freya poured me a cup of hot coffee. "Should we have someone bring you a

head. There was no point in

lately. Maybe bald is

they reviewed some

"How could you have pushed her from thirty feet away? What

her throat loudly, a reminder of the professionalism expected

crossed a line,

the other officer,

was bleeding

was the first to call