The corner of Keith's mouth twitched.
"I didn't touch her." Stan sat up. "I love my wife very much and will never do anything to betray her."
After a pause, he continued, "Ms. Grant merely informed me to take her to the designated hotel."
Theo's gaze grew even colder after hearing what he said. If a person’s gaze could kill, then Stan would have died countless times by now. "Go on."
"A man was waiting in the room but I don’t know who he was. He had his back facing me the whole time so I couldn't see his face. I placed Mrs. Grant on the bed and left. I don't know what happened after that."
Did that mean that he did not know who touched me either?
I felt sick in the stomach, and there was a suffocating feeling in my chest. Even breathing had become laborious.
When Stan saw Theo's gloomy face and how he did not say a word, he began to panic. "I told you everything I know and have not kept anything from you. Had it not been for Ms. Grant’s promise of half a million dollars and sending my family abroad, I would never have helped her do such an inhumane thing
even if it's for the sake of the child in my wife's belly. Please, Mr. Grant, you can do anything you want with me if you're angry, but can you not touch my family?"
Theo continued to stay silent. Keith came back with a bag, and after the bodyguards moved a table in front o f me, he took out the food from the bag one by one and placed them on the table.
I stared dumbfoundedly at him.
Where did he get all these snacks in the middle of the night?
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