She Made Her Fortune By Selling Things On The StreetChapter 1 Sell on the Street
On Christmas, I called for two handsome guys to play cards with me at a club on a whim. But things took a turn when the police showed up and arrested us. They told me to call someone to come pick me up.
I was stumped. I'm an orphan. My father had saved Sebastian Hemsworth's father's life ten years ago, and on his deathbed, he entrusted me to him. That was how I ended up married to Sebastian.
Our relationship was purely transactional. Sebastian gave me a monthly allowance, and I stayed out of trouble. But, desperate to leave the police station, I mustered the courage to call him.
"Hello." His voice was deep, hoarse, and tinged with weariness.
I took a deep breath and whispered, "I got into trouble. Can you come pick me up?"
"Address." His tone was indifferent, almost dismissive.
I pressed my lips. "Maple Grove Street Police Station."
"Hm?" Sebastian hesitated briefly before asking, "Do you need a lawyer?"
"No." I didn't dare to admit over the phone that I was detained on suspicion of soliciting.