Chapter 293 The Show Must Go On That familiar scent... it was intoxicating and impossible to resist.
+8 Pearls "Hurry up and savor her properly. I love this taste so much." Edward howled excitedly from the depths of my soul.
I could feel his excitement surging throughas I gripped Rosaline's slender waist, pressing her body tightly against mine.
My kisses rained down on her like a storm. Rosaline tensed, caught between embarrassment and shyness, her face so flushed it looked like it might burst into flames.
She clutched her towel tightly, too flustered to move, allowingto claim the sweetness of her lips at will.
The temperature in the room seemed to rise, consuming both of us But just then, the sharp chof a phone ringing broke through the heated atmosphere.
"Your phone." Rosaline seized the moment to break free.
Crap! Cursing under my breath, I fished out my phone and glanced at the screen-it was Yale.
Taking a slow breath to steady myself, I finally answered, "What is it?" On the other end, Yale clearly sensed my irritation, his voice cautious as he reported, "Apologies for disturbing you, Mr. Holbrook. We've got a lead on Ms. Sinclair's allergic reaction from yesterday." "Oh?" I smirked.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Yes. We traced the flowers back from those two students to the florist and then tracked the supplier. Turns out, an employee at the nursery admitted to wearing a platinum ring that accidentally fell into the bouquet that day." I frowned. What a coincidence.
"The involved parties are currently at the police station giving statements," Yale continued. "I'll send someone over shortly to get more details," "Alright. I turned to look at Rosaline, only to find that she had already fled into the bathroom.
Rosaline's POV: Staring at my flushed reflection in the mirror, the memory of that searing kiss flashed through my mind. My lips still tingled from it.
D'mn it....
I turned of the faucet and splashed my face with cold water.
"Freya, why didn't you stop him when he kissed me?" I asked.
Chapter 293 The Show Must Go On "You little pervert. I scolded her, embarrassed.
Taking a deep breath, I steadied my breathing, changed into fresh clothes, and stepped out of the bathroom.
As soon as I entered the room, Lheard Caden talking to Yale on the phone.
When he hung up, I asked, “So? Did Yale find anything +8 Pearls Caden met my gaze, his voice low. "Yale said an employee from the flower nursery cforward, admitting that she accidentally dropped a platinum ring into the bouquet while working, which supposedly caused this 'accident." Accident? Was it really an accident? Someone had actually stepped forward to admit it.
But...
How was that possible? If it was just a ring falling into the bouquet, there should have only been minor traces on the petals-it couldn't have caused such a severe allergic reaction.
This meant this was no accident.
The only question was whether this employee's confession was a coincidence or if someone had orchestrated it behind the scenes.
"Do you believe this was an accident?" I pressed my lips together and asked.
Caden's voice was cold. Absolutely not." "I thought so, too," I murmured. "But we can treat it as one." Caden arched a brow. "What do you mean?" I smiled. "Let's play along.
"If we made the mastermind believe that I had really dismissed the incident at the ceremony as an accident, they would let their guard down and act more recklessly-making it easier for them to slip up." With that, I grabbed Caden's arm. "Con, we're going to the police station." "Your allergy hasn't fully healed yet. Just rest at home. I'll have Yale send over the documents later." Caden paused, his voice gentle.
"I'm fine." I shook my head, determined to go to the police station.
No matter what, I had to play my part convincingly. That was the only way to make it believable.
If I personally went to the Werewolf Police Station to investigate, I'd have a better chance of throwing the real culprit off track.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm2./3 Chapter 293 The Show Must Go On + Pearls Seeing my insistence, Caden had no choice but to takethere himself.
"Mr. Holbrook, Ms. Sinclair Jordan Lennox, the plump werewolf police chief, personally stepped forward to greet us, his tone filled with deference. Caden narrowed his eyes. "Has last night's allergy incident been investigated thoroughly?" "Yes, the involved parties are currently giving their statements," Jordan nodded.
"Can I take a look?" I asked from the side.
"Of course, Ms. Sinclair. As the victim, so you have every right to be there Jordan replied as he led us toward the interrogation o The first people I saw were the two werewolf students who had giventhe flowers yesterday.
"Ms. Sinclair, I'm so sorry!" The
I who had accidentally tripped and spilled the flowers onlooked like she was on the verge of tears. "M didn't know you were allergic to platinum, and I had no idea the flowers had been contaminated. I caused your allergy-it's all my fault! I'm really sorry!" "It's fine. You didn't know, and I "old it against you. I offered a reassuring smile.
Judging by the guilt on her face, she truly seemed unaware of the situation.
"Ms. Sinclair, you're so kind." The girl looked touched. "Not only did make you have an allergic reaction. but you also ended up trending because of it... yet you're not even mad at me." "You didn't do it on purpose." I patted her shoulder lightly. "Don't let it weigh on you." "Thank you, Ms. Sinclair!" She kept thanking me, gratitude written all over her face.
Jordan, standing nearby, turned to the two students. "You're free to leave once you finish your statements." "Thank you!" The two girls expressed their gratitude once more before turning to leave..
Just then, the flower nursery worker also finished giving her statement and walked out, escorted by a werewolf officer.
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