Jane's POV
Before my eyes were flashes of memories of how Ray pretended as if it wasn't him all this while. ‘But how did he hide the tattoo?’ The answer to that question hung in the air. I stared directly at my wall and my lips curved with a smile.
I laid a book on the document I was reading before I got the good news from the police. With haste, I walked out of my office and I went directly to my car.
“Where are you going, ma?” My driver asked me.
“To the police station.” I replied to him with a calm voice.
After a few minutes, I arrived at the police station. I calmly stepped out of my car like a heroine. I adjusted my sleeves with butterflies in my stomach.
“Should I follow you, ma?” My driver asked me because he noticed I was in a very good mood. I swung my hair towards him di
