Chapter 161

The boy ran over to hug my leg when he saw how dazed I was. He held on tight, refusing to let go. "Why don't I take you back, little boy?" The female police officer coaxed. The boy shook his head as he sobbed and continued holding onto my leg. I helplessly looked at Steven. And at the same time, I felt incredibly shocked. These two boys—the teen who'd been instructed to kill Yasmin, and the little boy in front me—definitely knew who I was. "He likes you. You can take him back." Steven walked up to me and blocked me from Zion's view. I felt guilty and was concerned Zion might see through me. "If the boy likes you so much, you can take him home first if you want to," Zion also relented. I heaved a sigh of relief and held the boy's hand. "Do you want to go back home with me?" The boy obediently nodded. Then, I crouched down and asked him, "What's your name?" He gazed at me with wide eyes for a moment before saying, "My name's Jean." I smiled. "What a good boy you are, Jean."