Laird’s POV


    I entered the holding area inside the Queen’s Precinct apanied by an old policeman. At my request to speak privately with n, the officer granted it by allowing n to sit in a small interrogation room without a ss.


    I entered the room and saw n sitting in a chair. A pack of cigarettes and a bottle of mineral water were on the table, both empty. As I entered, n gave me a crooked smile.


    “Wee, Mr. Evans,” he said cheerfully.


    “What have you done?” I asked through gritted teeth.


    The man just chuckled lightly, a stark contrast to my disgusted expression. Ever since thest time I saw him on stage with Fene, I felt an explosive urge to wipe that smile off his face.


    n intentionally provoked me, and every time he took control of Fene with his whip, he would challenge me with his gaze. Not to mention, when he licked Fene’s ear, it made me immediately annoyed at both of them. If only I knew it would be like that, I certainly wouldn’t have helped with Fene’s charade at the club.


    And now, I felt even more annoyed having to clean up the mess created by him. In my opinion, n was the troublemaker, not Fene. The girl was easily swayed, but n was at fault for continuously inciting and persuading Fene. Just like a devil tempting humans to sin.


    After causing chaos, he wanted to act like a hero in front of Fene by taking all the me. Ha! Don’t be ridiculous.


    I sat in front of n with a fierce look in my eyes. n still appeared rxed, with a slight smile on his lips.


    “Aren’t you offered a drink? Shall I call the officers outside to get you one?” n asked.


    “Don’t act up. This is a police station, not your apartment,” I snapped irritably.


    “I live in a house, not an apartment. West Vige has three bedrooms and arge balcony for barbecue parties at night. I rented it for two years and paid it off in advance for $690, 000. Isn’t that a good number?” n rambled on, still with a smug smile.


    “I don’t care. You better answer my questions, as my time is limited,” I saidzily.


    “I’m just offering a spare room if you want to join me,” n said.


    “You should’ve spared some sanity in your brain,” I said, shaking my head firmly.


    “Ah, what a shame. You’ll miss out.” n shrugged.


    “Now, tell me that you’re not trying to y the martyr to be praised by Fene.” I ignored n’sment and spoke bluntly.


    n’s mouth gaped, and he took a breath in disbelief at my words. His eyes blinked, and he stared at me intently.


    “This is not about being a martyr to be praised by Fene. It’s about protecting Gene’s main model career. Don’t you know she has been working hard for her performance at the Oscar Club?” He widens his eyes.


    “After receiving many praises and new project offers, I can’t let any scandals about her spread. I’d rather take the me than let Fene have a criminal record,” n said, a hint of emotion showing.


    “If you really care about her, why did you encourage her to drive when you knew she didn’t have a driver’s license?” I still didn’t sympathize with him.


    “Yes, I admit I was wrong. But I did it to console her. Initially, this was not what I nned. But, because Jessy was drunk and Fene kept crying, I had to take extreme measures tofort her.” He swung his arms weakly.


    “If we trace who’s at fault, you should look in the mirror, Laird.” n started to get more agitated, his tone rising.


    “What do you mean?” I spoke again in a heavy tone as my jaw clenched.


    n leaned in, his face contorting fiercely. His eyes red at me. His index finger pressed against the table, and his emotions seemed increasingly uncontroble.


    “You’re the one who should take responsibility because you made Fene sad and miserable. You left her alone at the club. As her boss, I had to step in to clean up the mess you caused.”


    “Oh, great. Now you’re ming me?” I started to get emotional as well.


    “Yes. You’re in the wrong!” n snapped at me.


    I whispered loudly with a heavier tone and leaned towards him.


    “In that case, you should be med for provoking my anger. How dare you touch Fene like that with such inappropriate dancing? You disgust me.” I hissed at him.


    Of course, I refused to be made a scapegoat. I still firmly believed that n was the troublemaker in all of this. My strained rtionship with Fene was because of n’s behavior, as if he wanted to tempt Fene. Especially when he did those things to her! Suddenly, I despised that man with every drop of blood in my body.


    “I told you. Girls like Fene are willing to do anything to achieve their goals. Ask her yourself how many men she has slept with to get projects,” n hissed.


    My eyes darkened instantly. Without much talk, I immediately stood up and grabbed n’s cor. I swung my fist at his cheek, causing him to fall from his chair to the floor. Upon hearing themotion, two police officers rushed into the room.


    “Hey, whoa! What’s going on here?” The older officer eximed.


    My breath raced as one officer restrained me. But I just remained silent and stared at n with all the hatred I had bottled up for him. The older officer stood between us, stretching out his arms.


    “Mr. Evans, if you don’t control yourself, I will have to arrest you for causing a disturbance in the precinct and hurting a suspect. You’re hiswyer, for God’s sake!” The officer scolded me.


    “I’m done being hiswyer.” I growled in annoyance and slowly freed myself from the other officer holding me.


    “You can’t do that because we have already filed the documents and are waiting for a Monday morning schedule. If you withdraw now, we will still have to hold Miss Baxter as a witness and wait until a recementwyeres.”


    My breath still racing, I finally ran my hands through my hair in frustration. I groaned irritably and swore repeatedly under my breath as I walked to the end of the room.N?velDrama.Org (C) content.


    “Damn you, demon! n Schmidt, I hate you.” I cursed through my gritted teeth.