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It hurt to even think of breaking his heart, but I couldn’t lie to him anymore.
I needed to tell him everything about my feelings, about Ace and… about the kiss.
I hope he can forgive me because I don’t want to lose a friend like him.
Putting back my phone, as I was about to walk away, I caught a figure around the corner that led to another hallway.
Half of their body could be seen from where I stood, the other half was covered by the wall.
I squinted.
Liza?
She was on the phone with someone, eyes flickering her left and right.
As I was behind her, she didn’t notice me.
Frowning at her tensed shoulders and alert movements, I took a few steps ahead.
“Yes!”
she hissed over the phone.
“The job is done.
Everything happened just as you wanted.
Now I want you to fulfill your promise.”
She listened to whatever the other person said and nodded.
“All right.
I’ll call you later.
I’ve to go now.
Bye.”
Disconnecting the call, she glanced around again.
I squinted when she took out something from her purse with shaky hands and threw it into the bin.
As she rushed away, I went to the place where she was just a second ago with my eyes still on her.
What’s wrong with her?
She looked extremely nervous and tense.
Looking down into the dustbin, I saw a big, crumbled plastic packet.
Some white substance lay at the bottom inside it.
My eyes narrowed.
What’s that?
My gaze went back to where Liza had just disappeared.
Something was wrong with her.
Maybe I’d just talk to her later at lunch.
Then my mind went back to what happened upstairs.
My hand went up and touched my still tingling swollen lips.
Warmth and guilt washed over me at once.
The worst thing was, I loved every second of it.
And I hated myself for that.
Letting out a sigh, I headed back to my office, with a lot of thoughts jumbled in my brain.
When I was just outside my office, I saw Tess rushing in my way.
My eyes widened seeing her disarranged state.
“Tess?”
She grabbed my hands with her cold ones, her face pale with panic.
“Em!
Where’s Achilles?
I’ve called him so many times, but he’s not picking up his phone!
Where is he?”
“Hey, hey, relax.
What happened?
Why are you so riled up?”
I grabbed her shoulder, trying to comfort her.
She shook her head.
Her blue eyes were moist with unshed tears.
“Caleb…”
“What?
What happened to him?”
Her lips quivered as tears fell down her face.
“He’s in jail.”
TWENTY-THREE: ANTONIO RAYMOND?
“W
hat?”
I gasped.
“How?
How did this happen?”
She shook her head, wiping her tears.
“I don’t know.
I just got a call from the police station half an hour ago.
And since then, I was calling Achilles non-stop, but he wasn’t picking up his phone!
Even our lawyer called him.
Where is he?”
A while ago, means we were in his bedroom then…
Blinking away those thoughts from my mind, I said, “Don’t worry, Tess.
Everything will be fine.
He’s in his penthouse right now.”
“All right.
Let’s—” The blare of her phone cut her off.
Receiving it, she listened to whatever the other person said and then cut the call.
“It was him.
He’s waiting for me outside in the car.
I gotta go!”
“Wait!
I’ll come with you,” I insisted.
I didn’t want to leave her alone in that state.
She nodded, sniffling.
“All right, let’s go.”
Once we were outside, we found Ace in the driver’s seat with a rigid form.
Though his grip on the steering wheel was tight, his expression gave nothing away.
Ignoring the memories of what happened in his penthouse and the flutters in my stomach, we got into his car and then drove away.
When the car came to a stop outside the police station, flashing lights blinded my vision.
A small crowd of people with cameras in their hands huddled outside of the car, throwing a bunch of questions at once.
“W-what the hell?
Who called them here?”
Tess exclaimed.
After a moment of silence, he spoke with his jaw tight.
“Let’s go.”
“But Achilles—“
He turned to Tess, who sat beside him.
His features softened.
“Don’t worry, everything will be fine.”
At his assurance, she nodded and got out after him as four bodyguards, who came along with us, protected them from the crazy paparazzi.
As soon as I got out behind them, an arm immediately wrapped around me, pushing my face into a warm chest.
“What’re you doing?”
I was ready to pull away as he guided me through the chaos with his protective arm around me, but then I decided against it.
His hold and the way he hid my face from those hungry cameras told me the reason behind his act.
And I didn’t want my face to be printed in tomorrow’s newspaper.
Even in this situation, he didn’t forget about my safety.
He didn’t go to Tess, but he came to me…A warm sensation spread across my heart.
Once we were inside, I created some distance between us.
The officer behind the big desk was on his feet as soon as we strolled in, or should I say, Achilles Valencian, walked in.
Because the draining color from his face was instant.
Carter and a middle-aged man in a black coat and a white shirt with some files in his hand—maybe the lawyer—were already present.
Tess rushed to Caleb, who stood behind the iron bars.
With a disheveled shirt, messy hair, and dimmed eyes, he looked shaken.
When Tess reached him, he wrapped his arms around her as much as he could with the bars in between.
“Oh God!
Are you all right, baby?”
she asked, eyes sparkling with tears.
He nodded, kissing her hands.
“Yes, I’m fine.
Don’t worry.”
Even after his assurance, there was an edge in his voice.
“Achilles is here.
He’ll get me out of here.
Everything will be fine.”
“How did it happen?
Why did they arrest you?”
she asked, wiping her wet cheeks.
A long sigh left him as he rubbed his face.
“They found drugs in the trunk of my car.”
Both of us gasped at that.
“Drugs?
But how did they get into your car?”
I queried.
“I don’t know.
They stopped my car on the street out of nowhere and started searching.
When they found them in the trunk, they brought me here,” he replied.
“I don’t believe this!
Someone is trying to frame you!”
Anger flashed in Tess’s irises.
“I know.
But they won’t just listen to anything I say.”
“Why don’t you sit first, Mr.Valencian.
We can talk then.”
The timid voice of the officer made me turn around.
With hands in his pockets, Ace stood before the desk, melting the officer under his steely gaze.
“Why don’t you release my cousin first?
I’m not here to chat with you.
Let’s get down to business, shall we?”
“Yes, yes, of course.”
The officer eagerly nodded and instructed one of his men to let Caleb out.
“I’m extremely sorry, Mr.Valencian.
I just got here and found out our junior officer charged your cousin with possession of a controlled substance.
If I knew earlier, I wouldn’t have let him do it.”
The moment he mentioned drugs, the sudden stiffness of Ace’s shoulders didn’t go missed by me.
But he managed a blank face.
“Then what was he still doing behind the bars when I came here?