Kaye got slapped

The officers sneered with disgust as they eyed him like he's a piece of shit. Well, he is.

"Yes, your fiancée, Miss Gianna Hathaway."

"What are you talking about?" This time, the voice belonged to the seductive woman. It wasn't as soft as when she had pecked Kaye on the cheek and told him they were going to meet later. If anything, it was demanding an urgent answer.

The officer took pleasure in explaining. "Mr. Kaye here has been found guilty of theft, for taking thirty-five hundred dollars' worth of goods from his fiancée's store over the past two years." He added with a hint of a fake smile. "How is he related to you, Miss?"

The woman didn't bother replying as her eyes immediately locked onto Kaye. "Is what they're saying the fucking truth?"

Kaye immediately shook his head like a rattle drum, his hands waving frantically to deny the allegations. "N-No, no, baby! Of course, they're lying! I have no fiancée!"