On the Ruins of His Regret I Soar novel Chapter 174

At the police station, Catherine Brown and Aaron James arrived to post bail for Lance.

“Ms. Brown, I’ll leave him in your care,” Aaron said, handing Lance over to her.

Catherine nodded. “Don’t worry. You can go home now.”

Aaron helped Lance into her car.

On the way back to The Kensington, Catherine watched Lance in the rearview mirror. His face was hidden in shadow, making it impossible to tell if he was sober. “Lance, were you trying to find Jessica?”

He didn’t answer.

“I know you still have feelings for her,” she said patiently. “I know you can’t let her go. But you can’t drink and drive. It’s incredibly dangerous. If Jessica knew, she would be worried about you.”

A cold laugh escaped Lance’s lips. “Worried? Right now, she probably wishes I were dead.”

Catherine gripped the steering wheel. “Lance, if you still care about her, just win her back. I can even help you.”

He remained silent.

Her knuckles whitened on the wheel. She cleared her throat. “When I left today, I heard one of the George family’s cars had just left a little while before. I think that bodyguard went to see Jessica. Lance, a man of your stature shouldn’t lose to a mere bodyguard. Jessica is just confused right now.”

Lance’s eyes snapped open. “The internet rumors… the ones from the former security guards at The Kensington.”

They both nodded vigorously. “We swear, every word was true. If we told a single lie, may we be struck by lightning.”

Lance leaned forward, his presence overwhelming. “You said Jessica was saved by another man?”

The taller guard nodded eagerly. “Yes. We’re the real victims here! Ms. Brown was drugged and came on to us, but before we could do anything, that guy showed up and beat us half to death.”

Lance’s cold stare silenced him instantly. He tossed a stack of cash on the table. “Take this. But if I hear one more word about that night from either of you, the next time we meet will be your last.”

“Mr. Smith, we understand,” one of them stammered. “You’re trying to protect Ms. Brown’s reputation. But honestly, she’s not worth it. You don’t know… after that man saved her, they went at it right there in the car. We saw it with our own eyes. Ms. Brown was sitting on his lap… the car was shaking like crazy…”