The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 602

This time, Leon won the argument.

I gave Caspian an apologetic look. "Sorry, Dr. Cross. I need to head to the precinct."

Then, I hurried downstairs with Leon and slipped into his car, ready to head to the station.

Right now, nothing mattered more than this. I had been waiting all day for this news, and I needed answers.

But just as Leon started the engine and was about to pull out, the door next to me was wrenched open. A body shoved its way inside, and Caspian's voice rang in my ear. "I'm coming too."

He had actually forced the door open and squeezed into the back seat.

I instinctively shifted over to give him room as he settled in beside me, slamming the door shut with a heavy thud.

In the driver's seat, Leon whipped around, his face flushed with anger. "What the hell are you doing, Caspian?"

"I was one of the victims in that kidnapping too, you know. As an involved party, it's only right I stay updated on the case," Caspian said, looking entirely unbothered, as if he possessed all the moral high ground in the world.

"Then take your own damn car!" Leon glared at him.

"I'm out of gas. I'm riding with you." Caspian leaned back against the seat, stretching his arms out comfortably as he surveyed the interior. "Your exterior is nothing special, but the custom interior isn't bad. Pretty cozy. Thanks for chauffeuring us, Leon."

Ever since I saw that 'Princess Only' sticker on the passenger side of Ferris's car, I hated sitting in the front seat of anyone else's vehicle. Because of that, I had taken the back seat, and now Caspian was sitting right beside me.

Sitting in the back naturally made the driver feel like a chauffeur, and Caspian lounging like royalty while sarcastically thanking Leon for driving only rubbed salt in the wound. It positioned Caspian and me as the VIPs, and Leon as the hired help.