Chapter 319 I Can Wait

His smile was warm, his tone comforting and alluring. There was no anger in his voice, only a sincere gratitude as he said, "Yvette, I appreciate your trust in me." Surprised by his words, I blinked and managed to stammer, "Huh?" He played absentmindedly with the steering wheel, his fingers lightly drumming against it as he clarified, "I'm innocent. I didn't do any of that stuff." A lightbulb went off in my head—he was talking about Jack's tragic end and the nightmares that were keeping Christina and Moore up at night in their cold, lonely cells. I pressed my lips together, trying to keep my voice steady. "Forget the really bad stuff, like killing and beating people up. You could never even hurt Moore." He had been Moore's guardian angel for ages. He might have messed up, but that was on him, not her. Moore was locked up for her own mess-ups, not because Idris flipped his lid. They had history, a real bond. The possibility of him snapping at someone else over a big mix-up was out o