"Kay Forrest, are you listening to me?"
"I'll look into it further," he said, realizing he had been careless.
If what Nolan Moore said was true, then Jane Quinlan might still be in potential danger.
Regardless of whether Evie Larkin was innocent or not, he couldn't take risks recklessly.
After hanging up the phone, Kay Forrest made a call, sending a spy to investigate the final source of the package.
When he got home that evening, Jane Quinlan was about to cook, but Kay Forrest wouldn't let her into the kitchen.
He was about to cook himself and had just tied on an apron when his phone rang. It was Oliver Turner.
"Hello," Kay answered the call, sounding not too pleased since the call interrupted his cooking.
"Busy?"
"Not really, just get to the point."
"I'm planning to get married."
"To that spoiled brat of a lady?"
