Chapter 98 Shocking Wrath

• “You’re back quickly—did they finish the investigation already? And Raymond hasn’t fetched you yet, has he?” My voice was a brittle shield, deflecting his sharp gaze. I scooped up Raymond’s phone from the sofa, the cold metal a small anchor in the storm of Rafayel’s presence.
• He crossed his arms, a move that only amplified his imposing form. “McKenzie gave me a lift. He’s waiting in the parlor.” His voice was low, a dangerous rumble. “More importantly—what were you doing just now?”
• “Hmm… Mum called,” I lied, shrugging with a nonchalance I didn't feel. The lie felt like a fragile bubble, threatening to pop.