A Contract Marriage After a ONS novel Chapter 564

There were at least seven restaurants that used additives. But why was he the only one being taken to the police station?

"Stop the crap, would you?" The police officer reprimanded impatiently.

There was no why, except that he had messed with someone he should not have offended, such as the president of the Valentine Group.

Now, he could only blame himself. He had dug his own grave by pissing off Mark Valentine.

The interrogation ended, and the police officer turned t o Mark, looking for his instruction.

"Leave us alone." Mark said.

The two police officers nodded, walked out in tandem, and closed the door behind them. Mark picked up the coffee and gave it a little swirl without saying a word.

There were only the two of them in the office. No one was talking, and the air in the room was tense.

Such a person was too intimidating. The restaurant owner shifted his posture. "You are abusing your power."

Mark was nonchalant. He nodded to agree with the

restaurant owner. "Who asked you to add additives to the horchata?”

"Myself." The restaurant owner looked up and met his eyes.

Mark rubbed the coffee cup with his fingertips. He was unusually patient this time. "You have one last chance; who in the hell asked you to add additives to the food?"

The restaurant owner gave the same answer.