The sports car sped quickly down the private road, unobstructed.

In less than fifteen minutes, Liang Anya could no longer see the outline of the castle behind her.

In her fright, the car screeched to a halt, the tires leaving a long streak on the road.

He got out, opened the car door, unbuckled her seatbelt, and pulled her out.

Frightened, she took a few deep breaths to calm down, then looked up, stunned.

In front of her was a police station!

This was probably the closest police station to the Si Family.

This man... what exactly does he want...?

She glared at him.

"Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance. Go in, accuse me of false imprisonment, and ask the police to take you and Xiaoxiao back to the country." He slightly raised his chin.

She continued to be stunned.

"The time you’re wasting now is your own," he noted her surprise, his tone carrying a hint of mockery, "I’ll give you at most half an hour to seek help from the police."

Her eyes widened, still not believing what she was seeing.

"There won’t be another chance like this, sweetheart," his tone carried a touch more sarcasm.

She snapped out of it immediately, ignoring everything else, and instinctively ran towards the police station—

Watching her back, a mocking smile froze on Si Yuheng’s lips, replaced by an extreme coldness, yet he didn’t stop her.

He stood tall in place, the shadow on the ground under the streetlight making one’s skin crawl.

.....

"Officer—officer—"

Upon entering the police station’s hall, Liang Anya shouted with all her might, breaking the silence!

In the A Country’s capital police station at night, a few police officers on duty during the night shift were passing time chatting while dealing with night tasks, now surprised to see the panicked girl.

It seemed like an Asian girl, very young, slender, with messy black long hair draped over her shoulders, wearing a tattered light-colored T-shirt, her coat torn in several places.

A female officer approached, cautiously probing with her experienced intuition, "Miss, what happened, were you attacked?"

Attacked?!

She was inexplicably angry and sad; she’d already been attacked, even gave birth to his child!

She was momentarily rendered speechless by the officer’s question.

The female officer, seeing her frozen expression, seemed even more convinced of her suspicion.

After all, a young foreign girl rushing into a police station late at night, clothes in disarray, was likely to have encountered such a situation.

"Please describe the person specifically. Provide as much information as possible. Don’t worry, Miss, we will provide you with protection."

Liang Anya’s mood settled a lot, even feeling somewhat overjoyed, almost crying; after all, there is justice in this world!

Si Yuheng, you asked for this, don’t blame me!

She grabbed the female officer’s sleeve, trying to control her excited gasps, "The person is Si Yuheng, the Hall Master of Beiming Hall... He imprisoned me and my daughter... We want to return to the country now... Please help us..."

The female officer’s caring face froze, stammering, "W-what?"

The two male officers in the open office behind also froze, their pupils tightening as they stood up and came out.

Liang Anya thought they hadn’t heard clearly and repeated, "It’s the Hall Master of Beiming Hall in your country, Chinese name Si Yuheng."

The female officer turned back, exchanged glances with her two colleagues, then looked at Liang Anya, "What is your surname?"

"It’s Liang."

"Miss Liang, why don’t you sit over there for a moment." The female officer gestured over there.

Liang Anya thought she was going to make a statement or something, didn’t think much, and sat on a chair in the hall over there.

The three returned to the office, speaking in hushed tones.

Time passed minute by minute, and not seeing any officers come to take her statement, Liang Anya’s mood gradually became uneasy.

She couldn’t help but look over, only to see the three officers whispering, occasionally glancing at her.

Finally, one male officer turned his back, picked up the phone, covered the receiver, and spoke in secret.

Suddenly, cold sweat broke out on Liang Anya’s back, waking her up with a shock!

The police weren’t taking her statement at all! They—

They intended to inform Beiming Hall’s people?!

She jumped up and rushed over, "What are you doing? Who are you calling?"

The female officer hurried to block her, "Miss Liang, we will handle it, I told you, please sit for a while."

She drew a cold breath, more certain!

The police are notifying Beiming Hall’s people!

She actually thought the police in A Country would help her! How naive!

In China, she couldn’t even accuse him of rape at the police station.

This is his country, how could she think she could outsmart him?

Beiming Hall is a prestigious family here, with influence in both black and white, once involved in the underworld, now cooperating with the A Country Royal Family and government...

Even Ho Shao’s uncle, that A Country official Boris, personally commissioned him to investigate the murder of his beloved daughter, Si Yuheng’s connections in A Country will certainly cover all sectors.

She actually hoped a small police station could resist him; they’re just a nest of soldiers and thieves!

Si Yuheng brought her to the police station, told her to accuse him, on purpose!

He intentionally wanted to train her, to completely extinguish hope, make her realize she couldn’t escape his control, could only obey!

A chill surged down her back; she turned around, stumbling out of the police station.

The female officer, thinking she was trying to escape, chased after her, trying to stop her, "Miss Liang, where are you going?"

Afraid she would escape and not be accountable to Beiming Hall?

Liang Anya was both angry and amused, shaking off the officer, "How much benefit does Beiming Hall give you all every year!"

The officer was slightly embarrassed yet stubbornly held onto Liang Anya, "Miss Liang, you can’t leave—"

"Can’t leave? Wait for you to inform Beiming Hall’s people to drag me back? Let go of me! I warn you, let go of me!" In anger and grievance, she struggled against the officer’s grip.

The officer, fearing Beiming Hall’s people would come and not find the girl, held tightly, refusing to let go.

In the opposing tugging, with a pull of inertia, Liang Anya fell hard at the foot of the police station’s hard doorsteps.

Her ankle, already sprained in the forest just moments before, throbbed with pain, causing her to groan, unable to get up.

The female officer frowned, ready to go over and pull her up, into the police station, but saw a shadow falling ahead, coming closer.

In the night, the mixed-race man with a dark face walked over from beside a Ferrari, lifting the fallen Asian girl into his arms without a word.

"Hiss..." Liang Anya could only let him hold her, shrinking in his arms to endure the pain, yet still struggled defiantly for a moment.

"Haven’t had enough of falling?" His tone was thick with ice, his eyes showing ridicule, making Liang Anya ashamed and annoyed.