When they arrived at the police station, a wave of bitter familiarity washed over Su Anya. She had been here just a few months ago—back when she had filed a complaint against Yu Mengyao.
Wait.
Her heart pounded as realization struck. Yu Mengyao was supposed to be in jail. How, then, was she walking free? How had she managed to kidnap Su Qing?
A surge of fury burned through Su Anya as her gaze locked onto the officer sitting leisurely behind his desk, laughing and chatting with his subordinates.
"You corrupt officer!" she exploded, storming toward him. "Because of you, my sister was kidnapped, and here you are laughing like it's a joke!"
The room fell silent.
The officer's face darkened, his amusement vanishing as he narrowed his eyes at the furious young girl before him. There was something familiar about her, though he couldn't quite place where he had seen her before.
