Chapter 75 Fake Billionaire, Damaged Boyfriend 31

• “Well, for starters, we’re going to confiscate your phones, and your equipment pertaining to the software developed by Ivica Tech.”
• Izzy gasps, folding her arms in front of her while pressing her face into the hole she’s made. I hate to see her so upset, my stomach in knots as she begins to weep in solace. Uncaring of this agent’s request, I get up from my seat and bump his shoulder as I move around him, coming to her side where I kneel. I brush her back with my hand, stroking her spine smoothly.
• Agent Mccoy hardly seems concerned with her quiet outburst of emotion. “Listen, we are running short on time, and we have to make this quick.”