Chapter 165
Hearing Noah’s voice, Zara suddenly felt pain radiate through her entire body. “You…” She swallowed hard. “Are you insane? This is a police station!”
Noah was dressed in a plain T-shirt and casual pants, his dyed hair giving him a cool, rebellious look. But with the bruises on his face, his wrinkled clothes, and a torn hem dangling from his shirt, he looked anything but polished.
Yet, there was something oddly striking about his rough appearance.
When his expression turned cold, he vaguely resembled Kieran. His aura wasn’t as powerful, nor was his composure as steady, but it was more than enough to intimidate Zara.
“Try me and see if I care,” he said, his voice low and defiant.
Dorian walked up from behind and grabbed Lila’s wrist. “Who is the guy you keep meeting?”
He had always assumed that the imposing, elegant man from before was Noah. But upon seeing Noah, he realized that while Noah was taller, his demeanor was still that of a reckless playboy.
So, who was the man Lila had been with?
And what about the photo Zara sent yesterday? Looking closely, he realized it was Vince.
“What’s your relationship with Vince?”
Noah clamped down on Dorian’s wrist, tightening his grip. “Let go!”
Dorian’s face contorted with pain, but he clenched his teeth and glared at Lila. “How many men are you messing around with behind my back?”
Lila struggled to break free, her brows furrowed in frustration. Disgusted, she shot back, “Mr. Blake, maybe you should deal with the mark on your neck before questioning me.”
A hickey was visible on his neck.
Lila’s eyes were filled with scorn. She knew exactly what he and that woman had done last night.
“Tell me who that man is!” His voice
with rage, his eyes r
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Noah suddenly called out, “Officer, this guy is harassing my sister! Arrest him!”
The officer who had just taken their statements walked over, his face stern.
“Enough! Do you even know where
you aren
you’ve got too much free you’ve got too
elet
time how about sitting through a
two-hour lesson on legal conduct?”
Panicked, Zara grabbed Dorian’s arm. “Dorian, calm down. We’ll talk later. Let’s
go.”
Dorian was reluctantly dragged
away. Lila glanced at her red,
swollen
wrist, her irritation plain. Without sparing them another look,
she
tugged at Noah’s sleeve. “Let’s
go.”
Dorian’s expression was dark as he watched them drive off. He clenched his fist and slammed it against a pillar.
Lila was unbelievable. Instead of coming to him, she tangled herself up with other men. Did she have no shame left?
His eyes were full of resentment, and he conveniently ignored how he had been with Zara just the night before.
Lila drove, but her eyes kept straying to the man in the passenger seat.
The same proud, wolfish figure from the police station was now groaning in pain.
“Damn, this hurts. Next time I see that jerk, I’ll make sure he feels it worse,” he muttered.