The policewoman walked over to tell her that the conversation time was over. Iris Harris stood up, left the detention center, and walked into the police station, unable to help but ask, "Can you show me the surveillance footage? What exactly happened?"
The policewoman glanced at her, saw her anxious face, sighed softly, walked over to open a nearby computer, and said to Iris, "Take a look."
Iris hurriedly lowered her head to watch.
In the black-and-white footage, a handsome man was holding the hand of a lovely woman. Although the image was blurry, Iris immediately recognized the distinguished man as John Foster.
This man had a mesmerizing aura, a perfect, composed appearance, and an overwhelming presence that could make any woman's heart race.
Especially for a young girl like Melody Nelson.
"Bang!"
