The man was mild-mannered, gentlemanly, and emanated an aura of knowledge and culture.
Roanne was willing to believe that this man was her dream come true.
However, this wondrous sensation only lasted until she got into the car.
As soon as she got into the backseat, she discovered that two other people were sitting in the car.
The man sitting in the front passenger seat was Joshua, whereas the woman sitting in the backseat, next to her, was none other than Luna.
She was more than familiar with these two faces.
Roanne bit her lip and was about to open the car door, but the handsome man swiftly locked the car before she could get out.
Theo, who had gotten into the driver's seat, smiled as he glanced at her. "You haven't even put ice on your swelling yet, so why are you so desperate to get out?"
He glanced at Luna and said, "Get her some ice."
Luna muttered in agreement and handed Roanne a packet of ice she had prepared beforehand. "Here you go."
Roanne bit her lip and, after trying to open the door countless times to no avail, finally took the ice pack from Luna. She glanced first at Luna, then at Joshua with a guarded look as she placed the ice pack on her swollen face. "What are you trying to do?" She would be stupid if she still could not tell that the handsome man was clearly one of their allies.
Luna and Joshua knew fully well that if they were to get out of the car and beckon her, she would never get into the car with them.
Therefore, they had deliberately sent this man, whom she had never seen before, to trick her into their car.
"Nothing much. We just wanted to ask you i f Charlotte had finished using the drug she stole from the Landry family warehouse."
Roanne glanced at them, frowning. "Yes, she's used up every last drop."
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