Chapter: 117
Joshua, his voice steady, gave the driver a simple command, "Drive."

Alicia had endured more than enough.

It was clear she would not be able to hold out much longer.

The main instigators were taken away by the police.

Since Alicia had been involved in the altercation, she, too, had to accompany them to the station.

She tried to reassure Monica, "Go home. I just need to give a statement. I will keep you posted."

Monica shook her head, adamant. "No way. Who knows if they will try to mess with you? These lowlifes are all the same!"

"I am alright," Alicia insisted. "You are still in school. You should not have to be anywhere near a police station."

She knew it would impact Monica's future.

Monica, however, was not concerned about that. Just as she was about to protest, Caden's imposing figure appeared above them.

He took Alicia aside.

Then he turned to Monica. “I have reached out to Mr. Flynn. He will be here to pick you up."

Monica opened her mouth to retort but was silenced by the stern look on Caden's face.

Monica swallowed hard.

Alicia insisted, "Just go home, Monica. I will be alright."

Monica hesitated, her concern evident. "But Caden..."

Alicia took a moment before responding, "He will not do anything to me."

Caden shot her a sidelong glance.

She resembled a wildcat that had just emerged from a tumultuous encounter.

The more disheveled she appeared, the more captivating she became.

Caden smiled, guiding Alicia toward the police car while completely overlooking Monica.

A police officer approached with a pair of handcuffs, preparing to secure them around Alicia.

Caden stepped in front of him, raising a hand. "There is no need to go that far."

The officer hesitated, taken aback.

Recognizing the peculiar connection between Caden and Alicia, he retracted his hand.

Alicia subtly tucked her burned hand away and climbed into the police car.

Caden slid in after her.

She glanced at him, slightly bewildered. “Are you not heading back?"

He took a seat, his long legs nearly overwhelming the confined space.

"It is far more entertaining to watch you squirm at the station," he remarked.