I want to go home

She wondered what would happen this time.

This time, Tony would no longer be there for her. After all, she was the one who rejected his advances.

As these thoughts ran wild in her mind, Myra felt a sense of despair that coursed through her veins. At this point, she couldn’t quite move her body, and it felt as stiff as a board.

“Miss Stark, why don’t you give Mr. Chase a call? You should get him to arrange for a lawyer or to come over and post bail as soon as possible,” reminded a young female cop. She had a look of pity on her face as she saw Myra’s expressionless face.

Shortly after that, she shoved a cell phone into Myra’s hands.

Myra sat there staring blankly at the phone in her hands. Sean is probably the last person on earth I would call. What a joke.

It was quite likely that he would hang up on her if she made that call. Moreover, it was wishful of her to expect him to post bail or even arrange for her a lawyer.

But then, who else can I seek help from now?

At that thought, Myra