A few moments later, the men from Divine Constabulary left, and they took the four Leviathan Gate’s men with them.

On the way out, Sky Melvis patted Alex Rockefeller on his shoulder. Sky then looked over at Phoebe Larsen with a squint. Alex understood what he was trying to hint. Sky must have thought Phoebe was another one of his girlfriends.

But she really wasn’t.

Phoebe had just called him a jerk. Did she really think Alex was deaf?

“How are you holding up? Can you still walk?” Alex looked at Phoebe’s foot.

“No.” Phoebe shook her head.

“Where are you staying?” Alex asked.

“A hotel!” answered Phoebe.

“Why aren’t you staying with Coney’s family?” Alex froze for a moment. “By the looks of it, you can’t drive on your own. I’ll get you a taxi!” Alex said.

“What did you say?” The magistrate’s daughter was dumbfounded. She then puffed her cheeks angrily. “I can’t believe you. I had just started to see you in a better light, but now, it’s gone back to its original state. I’m a weak