As Zina was about to pester Harvey to go for breakfast, a graceful figure walked out from the Kowloon City Police Station not far away.

It was Leslie Clarke.

She narrowed her eyes at Harvey, and then looked at Zina, who was joking around with Harvey. Then, she snorted coldly.

“What garbage!”

Leslie bit her lip after that scornful outburst, and then went her way.

Yoana and Zina’s eyes fell on Leslie at the same time. They couldn’t understand why the daughter of the first-in-command suddenly