Deirdre clenched her fists tightly, expressing her contempt. "Don't try to persuade me anymore. You talk as if you only want what's best for me, yet you ordered me to starve for a full day. Your behavior will only make me hate you and not want to please you."

Saul sighed, unfazed by Deirdre's remark, as it was within his expectations.

"It seems you're determined to be stubborn with me, huh?" he said.

Deirdre smiled and spoke. "I believe Emily doesn't want me to die, right? If something bad were to happen to me here, I can't be sent to prison anymore. Emily wants me to endure torment in prison, so she won't let me die.

"Since I won't die, what is there to be afraid of? Your threat is inconsequential to me."

Saul applauded. "Well said, Ms. McKinnon. My trip here has not been in vain."

Noticing Saul's insinuation, Deirdre raised her head and asked, "What do you mean?"

Saul replied slowly, "To be honest, I arrived at the police station five minutes ago. I didn't enter because I ran