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 have any more questions, President

complaint on Anastasia’s behalf after she was assaulted that night? You’re supposedly her family, aren’t you?” He sounded like he was accusing

her. Besides, she happened to run into us when she left the club, and she wasted no time in pinning the blame

to having admitted to Anastasia, upon her confrontation with them five years ago, that they had been the ones to

the other hand, had a grim look on his face. 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 years ago as well. He wondered if this was all a coincidence, and if that were the

me, Young Master

the male

the wrong room and got herself screwed over by him. Apparently, he was a maniac who nearly tortured my

this. If he found out who that sc*mbag was, he would be sure to wipe him off the face of the earth. “That’s enough from you,” he bit

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

her. She was so intimidated by this that she flushed

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