Trading My Ex for His Uncle

Just as the bodyguard was only a few steps away from Stefan, he let out a cold laugh. "Take one more step, and I'll slit her throat right now."

The bodyguard froze, hesitating.

Michelle's sharp voice echoed. "Don't come any closer! Get away!"

She had just felt the blade press harder against her neck.

Stefan was a lunatic-he'd actually do it!

The more she thought about it, the more terrified she became.

Right then, the distant wail of police sirens cut through the night, growing louder as they approached.

A flicker of relief flashed in Michelle's eyes. Her bodyguards must have secretly called the police.

She was safe!

Within moments, five police cars pulled up, surrounding them as a dozen police officers stepped out.

Seeing the police, Stefan lowered the knife.

Michelle seized the moment and bolted toward the police officers. "Officers, arrest him! He held me at knifepoint! He was going to kill me!"

She was still catching her breath when one of the police officers turned to her with a stern expression. "Ms. Snowden, we've received a report linking you to a kidnapping case. You'll need to come with us for questioning."

Michelle's eyes widened in disbelief. "What? Kidnapping? You must be mistaken

"There's no mistake," the police officer interrupted. "The report was filed by Stefan Foley himself. You're all coming with us to the station."

...

Valarie woke up in a police station, eyes filled with confusion and disbelief.

What was going on?

The last thing she remembered was having dinner with Stefan. Everything had been fine until she suddenly felt dizzy and blacked out.

A female police officer approached. "Ms. Weir, you're awake. How are you feeling? Any discomfort?"

Valarie shook her head, still dazed.

Before

Be could respond, she saw

Ovelet

rushing in from the

He looked exhausted.

She stood up. "Brandon, you-"

Before she could finish, he pulled her into a tight embrace.

The force of it startled her, and she instinctively tried to pull away. "Brandon, what are you doing? Let go!"

They were in a police station, for god's sake. Was he not embarrassed?

It was a long while before Brandon finally released her.

"Valarie, stay here. I'll take care of everything," he said firmly.

He had barely gotten off the plane when his assistant called, telling him Michelle had been arrested for kidnapping Valarie and that Valarie was now at the police station.

On the way over, he'd been gripped with fear-afraid she had been hurt.noveldrama

Fortunately, she was okay.

Still confused, Valarie frowned. "What's happening? Why am I here?"

"I'll explain later. Don't worry, I'll handle everything. Just wait here," Brandon assured her.

"Oh..." Valarie muttered.

After Brandon left with the female police officer, she sat down, still full of questions.

A while later, the same female police officer returned with another police officer to take her statement. It was only then that she learned she had been kidnapped.

She froze. "That can't be right. Are you sure? How could I have been kidnapped?"

She had spent enough time around Stefan to believe she understood him. He wasn't the type to do something like this.

That said, she had blacked out suddenly at dinner. That part was suspicious...