The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1492

Right after that, Phoebe's terrified scream echoed from the front door to the bedside table.

"Yes! It's him! Please, officers, look closely. Isn't he the fugitive you're looking for?"

"My grandfather's house has been vacant for a long time. He must have used it as a hideout!"

"You're talking nonsense..."

Azriel turned around, just about to say something to Phoebe, who was standing by the bedside table. But before he could even open his mouth, she stuffed something into it. She then darted aside like a frightened rabbit, her hands fluttering nervously. "Officers, I hope you investigate thoroughly and rid our society of this menace..."

Azriel didn't even have the chance to refute before he was hauled off to the police station. He was locked up without even uttering a word. Shortly after, he was taken to an interrogation room.

Finally, after the police had run out of patience, they agreed to let him call his lawyer.

Since Azriel had just returned to the country and his ID wasn't local, it took until nightfall to complete all the verification procedures.

During this time, he had his assistant look into Phoebe's background. True to her being a professor's granddaughter, she had spent most of her time studying.

Graduated from university and was now studying for her postgraduate degree. But how could a postgraduate student be so naive? Accusing him of being a fugitive?

He was taken to the police station on his second day back in the country and in such an embarrassing manner.

Dragged to the station in his pajamas, surely no one else had ever experienced such a thing. He had never been so humiliated in his life.

What a good daughter of the Alonso family...

Azriel changed into the clothes his assistant had brought, and as he left the station, he saw a woman standing at the entrance.

She was bundled up in a white down jacket, the zipper pulled all the way up. Half her face was buried in the jacket's collar, her hands rubbing together for warmth. She paused slightly at the sight of him.

Her eyes were filled with unmistakable embarrassment. But in the end, she gritted her teeth and approached him. "Um... I'm sorry, there seems to have been some misunderstanding. I apologize..."

Little did Phoebe know that her grandfather had arranged for someone else to live in the villa long ago.

Since it was her grandfather's decision, she had no say in it. The villa was his, and he could do whatever he wanted with it. But from then on, she had nowhere to rest.

Azriel stopped in his tracks, his face expressionless as he looked at her. It was as if he was waiting for something.

Under his icy gaze, Phoebe felt incredibly embarrassed. "If there's nothing else, I should get going. I'm sorry again for the misunderstanding... I hope you have a pleasant evening! Goodbye."

No one wanted to face their own embarrassment. So, it was better to say goodbye as soon as possible, preferably forever.

Once Phoebe said this, she immediately turned around to leave. But before she could get very far, her jacket collar was grabbed from behind. In the end, her legs kicked helplessly in the air. "Let go... let go of me..."

Azriel looked at the woman in his hand, who was as light as a chicken and couldn't help but frown.

Hadn't the Alonso family been feeding her? How could a woman in her twenties be as light as a child? But seeing her struggle in mid-air, a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes.

"Miss, do you really think an apology like that is enough for me to forgive you?"