Next Man, Better Plan novel Chapter 106

At this hour, the police station was filled with brawlers, thieves, and people settling petty disputes. Stephanie's arrival was like a splash of color in the drab environment.

When she pushed open the glass doors of the station, everyone seemed to brighten up, pausing what they were doing to cast stunned, admiring glances her way.

“I'm here to bail out Quennel.”

Hearing the familiar voice, Quennel turned his head, and froze the moment he saw Stephanie.

A look of astonishment crossed his face as he stared at her intently.

Dressed like that on a night like this, isn't she cold?

The officer handling the case softened his voice when he saw Stephanie. “Come with me.”

Stephanie followed the officer to handle the paperwork, never once looking at the two people on the bench.

Seeing Quennel's gaze fixed on Stephanie, Victoria bit her lip.

“Quennel, we interrupted Stephanie's date with Joseph. Do you think she's upset?” she said.

Date?

Quennel’s gaze turned colder. Did she really go on a date? Was this outfit for another man to see?

Just as Stephanie finished signing, an officer walked over to Quennel. “You two can leave.”

By then, Stephanie had already pushed open the glass doors and left.

Seeing this, Quennel quickened his pace and immediately went after her.

Victoria curled her fingers into a fist but had no choice but to follow.

Stephanie stood outside the station, taking out her phone to call a cab.

Suddenly, a suit jacket was draped over her shoulders, carrying a faint, familiar scent.

She smiled, her eyes filled with scorn. “Now that’s more like it. Look how well you two match. One is my reject, and the other specializes in picking up my scraps.”

Quennel froze, a sudden panic rising in his chest at her words.

He heard her say in an icy tone, “This is the only time, Quennel. I only came to bail you out for the sake of Meridian Consortium. There won't be a next time.”

There certainly wouldn't be a next time. Quennel's time as CEO was up. After tomorrow's project was over, she would take action.

She couldn't let her weakness be exposed to Quennel forever. Bailing out a cheater and his mistress was humiliating enough; she had been torn on the way here.

After speaking, Stephanie had no intention of getting further entangled with them and turned to leave.

But Quennel grabbed her by the wrist, his eyes scanning her up and down. “Did you just come from a date with Joseph?”

He had never seen her wear this outfit before. The off-white knit dress was very figure-hugging.

There wasn't an ounce of fat on her waist, yet she was curvy in all the right places. Even a man with his self-control found his mouth going dry after a few glances, let alone anyone else.