My Baby's Daddy

Chapter 360 Interrogation

Elliot’s fists clenched where they rested atop his knees as he pressed, “What did that b*stard look like? Do you know what he did for a living?”

“I don’t know. Last I heard, he was a male escort. Besides, you know how clubs can get rowdy and chaotic, so it’s not as if I would have paid attention to anyone’s background,” Erica said, but the way she blinked her eyes told Elliot that she was lying.

Seeing that she was being untruthful, he went on to demand, “Tell me the time and place of the incident.”

“I don’t really remember the time, but I know it took place at Abyss Club.”

Upon hearing this, Elliot’s heart dropped to his stomach. Abyss Club? That was where Hayley and I… He snapped out of his thoughts and urged, “You’re sure it was Abyss Club?”

“I’m sure,” she replied firmly. “As for what happened that night, I don’t quite remember.” She wasn’t lying this time.

He went on to probe for more information, asking, “Do you recall what seasonal clothes you were wearing? You would remember that.”

“I believe we were wearing our summer wardrobe. Do you

police and file a complaint on Anastasia’s behalf after she was assaulted that night? You’re supposedly her family, aren’t you?”

the ones who caused something like that to happen to her. Besides, she happened to run into us when she left

to Anastasia, upon her confrontation with them five years ago, that they had

Erica had given him a new lead that he had never come across before, which was Abyss Club. This was the same club where he and Hayley had had their encounter five

all the questions you have for me, Young Master

about the male

room and got herself screwed over by him. Apparently, he was a maniac who nearly tortured my sister to death.” She was deliberately saying this. Much like Hayley, she wanted to

the face of the earth. “That’s enough from you,” he bit out through gritted teeth. He didn’t

the elegant man sitting across from her as she said shamelessly, “Young Master Elliot, I just want you to know that I like you a lot, and I would do anything

with his razor-sharp gaze that threatened to slice through her. She was so intimidated by this that she flushed

to leave the room like how one might flee from danger. Holy crap! If looks could kill, I would’ve been dead a hundred times over, she thought as a chill ran down her spine. More importantly, she had seen how lowly she looked in Elliot’s clear, obsidian eyes. He was high and mighty like he was born to be on a pedestal, and what she had told him just