Chương 70: fake billionaire, damaged boyfriend 26

"Well, for starters, we're going to confiscate your phones, and your equipment pertaining to the software developed by Ivica Tech."

Izzy gasps, folding her arms in front of her while pressing her face into the hole she's made. I hate to see her so upset, my stomach in knots as she begins to weep in solace. Uncaring of this agent's request, I get up from my seat and bump his shoulder as I move around him, coming to her side where I kneel. I brush her back with my hand, stroking her spine smoothly.

Agent Mccoy hardly seems concerned with her quiet outburst of emotion. "Listen, we are running short on time, and we have to make this quick."

"Then arrest us already," I bite, aggravated. "We have done nothing wrong."

"I know that. We all know that. We're not here to arrest you technically, but we need your help."

Both Izzy and I perk up with his claim.

"Wait, what?" she huffs in a weepy exhale. "What are you saying?"