"...huh?" Karl, who had been nervously standing nearby, blinked in confusion.
The sudden change in her attitude caught him off guard.
He had noticed the exchange between her and the young master, and now it all made sense.
She was part of a wealthy family, and the young man had recognized her.
He figured it was best not to get involved, and so, without much thought, he quickly bowed his head in apology.
"I'm sorry, officer," Karl stammered, bending his head further in a show of submission.
Just as he did, he felt a firm hand grip his shoulder.
He looked up, startled, only to find Damien standing beside him, his face an unreadable mask of cold fury.
His eyes locked onto Lin Wanruo's, and the intensity in his gaze made the air feel thick.
