Soon, the police arrived.

Yves was escorted into the car by the police.

Before leaving, Yves looked back and took a deep look at Rosalie.

Rosalie exchanged a glance with him, then quickly looked away.

She really did not know how to face Yves.

When she avoided his gaze, Yves laughed bitterly at himself, and got into the car cooperatively.

The siren roared as the police car drove away.

Luther also greeted his young master and left.

Only Rosalie and Byron were left at the entrance of the in