"No, it's...no." Virginie didn't know how to continue, so she simply asked another question, "Is your relationship with Fleur really that close?"
"You don't need to know that much." Olivier was at the head of his bed, his fur-stained clothes in the trash bin.
It was the clothes that matched with Fleur's.
"It's late. I'll have Raoul send you back later."
"Mm." Virginie nodded sweetly. Olivier was sweet to her as always. Fleur was just a minor hiccup, she thought.
Olivier still liked her.
Virginie enjoyed her glee for a while after hanging up. Only then did she suddenly realized something.
She never said where she was and neither did Olivier ask. How could he send Raoul over if he never asked where she was?
Just then the police arrived.
"Miss Lopez, Miss Leroy has been bailed."
"Wh
