Rosemary arranged for her chauffeur to drive Zoe home when the dinner party ended.

She noticed a black Land Rover parked at the entrance the moment she got out of the car. Liam was leaning on his car, breathing out a puff of smoke. Instead of a cigar, he smoked an ordinary cigarette instead.

He saw her and walked over to give her a document. “It’s about Noah’s case. The court date has been pushed back by two months!”

Her fingers were trembling slightly when she took the document. “How did this happen?”

Taking a big puff, he said, “I asked around, but they wouldn’t say why! I suggest you ask Mason about it, Zoe. He might have more information on the matter.” He paused briefly before continuing, “There’s nothing I can do if some things are done outside the confines of the law, but Mason can do it without lifting his finger.”

She raised her eyes abruptly. Underneath the street light’s dim illumination, her face turned pale.

Liam knew it was cruel to tell her that, but he had no oth