Chapter 232 n Revealed


    "Why should I believe you?" J scoffed.


    She didn''t have a good impression of Kent.


    "Fine. If you don''t believe me, go ahead and drink it. I don''t care," Kent snapped back. He hated the


    way J treated him.


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    Kent himself knew he wasn''t a reliable guy. But J''s hostility somehow seemed to upset him.


    "Look. I''ve hung out with notorious people before, and I''ve seen the world. That man is a rapist. I


    heard he just got released from jailst month. Logically speaking, no one would hire him, not in


    such a cafe at least. Something is fishy. Maybe he has sneaked in. He brought you a cup of coffee,


    but did you see he wait on any other customers? No. It looks like you''re his only target. I asked you


    not to drink it because I have an inkling he might have drugged it. Have you offended anyone


    lately?"


    Kent had never looked this serious before. J seemed confused and didn''t know what to say.


    "Do you mean someone has set a trap for me?"


    "It''s just a guess. But judging from the situation, he seems well prepared. People like him don''t


    make a random move. Are you here to meet someone? Or did you just walk in on a whim?" Kent


    pushed the coffee cup aside and studied her face.


    "I''m waiting for my adoptive father here." A shiver ran down J''s spine. "I don''t think he wants to


    hurt me."


    That seemed unlikely. She knew Bernie, and the man wouldn''t do such a horrible thing.


    "How are you so sure? After all, you are just an adoptive daughter." Kent was a wealthy man who


    had seen people from various walks of life. He was more experienced than J and understood


    how vicious people could be better than she did.


    "He just sent me a message, asking if he could meet me here. He didn''t call me. I''m not quite sure if


    the text was from my adoptive dad or if someone has texted me from his phone." Bile rose in


    J''s throat as two people came to her mind.


    She suspected Fiona or Jocelyn had texted her using Bernie''s phone.


    Kent trailed his finger across the rim of the ss, smiling. "Do you have any clue?"


    "Well, I think I know who is behind this. Thank you for helping me." J stood up in a huff with her


    bag. Momentster, she sat down.


    "What happened? Do you want to spend more time with me?" Kent asked, taken aback by her


    sudden change in n.


    J didn''t even bother talking to him.


    She wanted to leave. However, the two had crossed the line. J could no longer put up with this


    issue.


    Fiona and Jocelyn had been relentlessly trying to hurt her. J couldn''t quell her anger. It was


    time to fight back.


    She slyly nced around.


    The coffee shop was very quiet, and the surrounding streets looked nothing out of the ordinary.


    J wondered if Fiona and Jocelyn were watching her from a secret hiding ce. If J didn''t


    drink this cup of coffee, they would probably show up in person soon, thinking she would leave


    because Bernie hadn''t shown up as expected.


    "Hey, what''s going on? Didn''t I tell you that someone might be after you? It''s dangerous. What are


    you still doing here?" Kent could never make out what J was thinking. That was why he was


    obsessed with her.


    "Mr. Perkins, I appreciate your kindness. But I have something else to do. You can leave now."


    J cast an impatient nce at Kent, nervously tapping her feet. She took out her phone and


    texted Ethan.


    Ethan was a strong man. J believed he could protect her. His presence would make her feel


    safe and secure.