Andrea made her effort to try to escape from him. "Let me go!"
"Fast ! Give me money," the man shouted.
"I don't have that much."
"You drive a Porsche, how could you say you don't have money?" The man snorted coldly, raised his hand, and slapped hard on her fair face.
Slap!
Andrea was stunned by that slap. She was dizzy.
"Will you give it to me or not?"
Leaning in front of the car, Andrea could barely stand steady as she took out her phone. "I will call the police."
"Okay, call the police. I'm not scared of you."
The man argued with a righteous tone.
In ten minutes, the police arrived at the spot and took both of them back to the police station for an investigation.
At the Edwards family.
Gideon rwent back home from the conference ahead of time.
"Young Master."
Jacob welcome him at the door.
"Is the meal ready? Where is Andrea?"
Gideon took off his overcoat, pulled off his necktie with one hand, and went into the living room.