He spoke flatly with cold eyes. He looked calm and stern, as if he were talking about the weather.
I decided to hate Valentin Boone no longer.
It was this man who had brought me back from vile place. Apart from my mother and Owen, no one had ever defended me like that.
He was the first.
As for what happened in that hotel that night, I had nothing to investigate. It had merely been an absurd misunderstanding wherein the real culprit was Bridger Navarro.
It was that b*stard Bridger who had created this mess.
Perhaps both Valentin and I were victims.
Now, what did this man mean by the Civil Affairs Bureau?
I lifted my head. "Is it for me to divorce Bridger?"
He lowered his head. His body emitted a terrifying aura.
Quickly, I dropped my gaze, not daring to look him in the eye.
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