Unexpected Love: One Night With Mr CEO

"Forgive us, madam. We will do the search one more time," the man said, his voice sounding a little nervous.

"No need. I just want CCTV footage in the baseman when my arrival until I left there," said Grandma.

Claire who heard that froze on the spot, and she wanted to ask Daniel about it, but Grandma did it first. In the end, the woman was silent.

"All right, madam. We will copy it and send it to you."

"Okay."

"We'll call you back later," the man said to Grandma.

"Okay, thank you," replied Grandma and ended the call.

Her gaze never leaves her future daughter-in-law, if Byanca is still on the loose, then the existence of Claire and her son is in danger. She didn't know what else the sly woman would do.

"Sit down, honey. Don't stand like that," Grandma said to Claire.

"Oh, yes. Thank you, Grandma," replied Claire. Her current thoughts couldn't be separated from Byanca, and it had been distracting from her focus since earlier.

Drrtt… Drrtt…

The vibrating sound startled Claire, it came from inside her bag. Immediately she took out a flat-shaped object from there. Turns out Devan contacted her.

"Hello," said Claire.

"Hi, Honey. Good day," said Devan.

"Erm… are you resting?"

"Yes, Honey. I just finished chairing a meeting. What are you doing?" he asked.

"I heard the sound of a vehicle, are you outside?" he asked again.

"I'm sitting at the police post right now, Devan," Claire answered honestly.

"Huh? Police post? What happened? Why are you there? Who are you with? Where's Dave? Are you okay? Tell me, where are you now," Devan immediately rushed to Claire with a lot of questions, his voice sounded very worried.

Hearing that, Claire took a deep breath. "I don't know which one to answer first."

"Forget it, tell me where are you now?" he asked.

Immediately Claire looked around for clues regarding street names or the like that could be a benchmark for her current whereabouts.

"Now, I'm on the street Jendral Sudirman…" Claire said the full address of her current whereabouts.

"Okay, wait for me there. Don't go anywhere," said Devan.

"You want to come here?" asked Claire wanting to confirm.

"Right. I can't leave you outside alone. Ah yes, you must have not eaten, right?" replied Devan.

"You don't have to come here, Devan. I'm with Grandma and Dave now. I'm fine, don't worry," said Claire.

"Then tell me, if you're okay, why are you guys at the police post?" asked Devan sounding very curious.

"Just a small accident, we are fine. No one was hurt at all," answered Claire, glancing at Grandma.

"Accident? Did you have an accident?"

"That's right, Devan. But only…"

Tut… tut… tut…

Claire hadn't finished her sentence yet and Devan hung up the phone. And that made Claire take a deep breath.

"Is that Devan?" Grandma asked.

"Yes, Grandma."

"Tell him you don't have to come here. I will take care of you," said Grandma again.

"I already told him that, Grandma. But the phone suddenly disconnected," replied Claire.

"I see," said Grandma. "Okay, we'll just wait for him to come," she added.

"Huh? What do you mean Grandma?" Claire's brow furrowed in confusion because of Grandma's different words.

"I know very well how Devan is. Although he is very cold and indifferent, believe me, he will not let the people he cares about in the slightest trouble," Grandma explained.

"If my guess is right, maybe Devan is on his way here now," she added. What she said was true, even though Devan had an indifferent attitude, but the man never let those closest to him get hurt in the slightest. Like yesterday's arranged marriage, the man didn't want the marriage, but still accepted it just because he didn't want to hurt his mother's heart.

If it was someone else, then maybe he would vehemently refuse and ignore what other people said to him. Unlike Devan, who tries to find reasons as well as evidence, all just because he doesn't want to hurt people for his refusal.

Claire who heard Grandma's words was silent.

"Will Daddy come here Mom?" Dave asked.

"Correct honey. Are you happy?"

The little boy nodded happily with a big smile on his lips.

"How? Have you found out why the brakes suddenly broke?" Grandma asked when she saw Daniel approaching them, he was not alone, he was with a policeman.

"Preliminary guess, it looks like someone did this on purpose," the policeman answered the old woman's question.

"Uh, what do you mean?" Grandma's brow furrowed.

"We found cut marks on the brake cables in your car. Why do I say that, because the shape of the cable looks like it doesn't break by itself," explained the police?

Hearing that, Grandma turned to Daniel.

"I-I didn't know that, madam. I also don't understand why the brake cable is like that. Previously after leaving the shopping center, I had used it twice before the brakes were completely unusable. Not only that, before leaving, I made sure everything was okay," said Daniel explaining, his face looked a little worried, he was very afraid if he was accused of doing all that to harm his employer.

"For this matter, leave it to the police, madam. We will investigate everything," said the policeman.

"You come with us to the police station, sir, to give further information," he added as he turned to Daniel.

"B-but, I didn't do it."

"We're not accusing you, sir. We just want to hear what you have to say. So that we can carry out further investigations" added the police officer.

"Madam..." Daniel said hanging.

"Just do what he says. Follow him to the police officer," replied Grandma.

"It's okay, don't worry, don't be afraid. You've worked with me for a dozen years, so I know you better than anyone else," she added.

"W-well, madam. Thank you for trusting me," Daniel replied resignedly.

The policeman who was with them nodded hearing that, he then contacted a colleague at the police station where he worked. Then go.

A few minutes later, a black Ferrari stopped right in front of the police station.

"Mom, it's Daddy. Daddy's coming, Daddy's coming, Mom," Dave shouted, pointing to a perfectly parked black Ferrari.

Immediately Claire rose from her position.