“Thank you, officer.” After she hung up the call, Sheryl returned the phone to the policeman behind the counter.
She blinked her teary eyes and spotted a row of chairs in the corner. Step by step, she walked over to them. She tried to climb up with all her might, so much so her face turned red.
The policeman watched her seat herself. Concerned, he asked, “Hey buddy, is your guardian going to pick you up?”
Sheryl nodded.
She must sit here obediently and wait for Mr. Handsome.
On the other end, Shane snapped his head toward Cole and demanded coldly, “What’s going on?”
The glacial look in his eyes sent a chill running down Cole’s spine.
“Three days ago, Miss Charlotte, pardon me, your wife was taken away by the madam’s henchmen.”
He had already been informed of the news an hour prior. However, Shane was engaged in an important meeting at the time, so Cole decided to wait for him to finish before breaking the news.