At the police station, Julian pushed the door open hastily. He spotted Stephen at one glance.

There were bruises all over Stephen's face, and his suit was discarded at the side of the seat.

His shirt was wrinkled, and his sleeves were rolled up to his forearm. His shirt was even missing a few buttons.

Still, despite his disheveled appearance, he remained the most eye-catching figure in the room.

Never in Julian's wildest dreams would he have imagined that he would need to bail his boss out