In the restaurant, Elaina made herself at home. She didn't eat well at the police station in the past few days.
It was not because she was worried that she couldn't get out. It was just that the food was not delicious.
"Just enjoy it." Jalen smiled and picked up some food for her.
While Elaina was eating, her phone rang. She quickly answered the call. "Mr. Becker?"
"Yes. It's me." Jaydon replied, "I've heard about what happened in New York. Are you alright?"
"I'm fine. I just got out of the police station," Elaina replied as she ate.
"OK. I'm not familiar with the police in New York, so I can't help you too much. But don't worry, I'll deal with the comments online," Jaydon said.
Elaina felt that she was having good connections with others. So many people were willing to help her whe
