Jenna Roland gripped her phone, her knuckles turning white.

Officer Liam Hill's words made her heart race.

Sophia Merouin was actually involved with that kind of person?

She took a deep breath and quickly scrolled through Stella Laurent's social media.

The group photo surfaced almost immediately.

In the picture, Sophia was beaming, showing no signs of association with underworld thugs.

"Officer Hill, the one on the right is Sophia Merouin."

After sending the message, Jenna mechanically ate her noodles.

Each bite tasted like cardboard.

While washing dishes, her phone remained silent.

Police work was indeed demanding.

Before leaving, Milo Roland gave her a concerned look.

"Jenna, you don't look well."

"Just tired, probably."

The wind outside Studio 54 was chilly.

Liam's call came abruptly.

"It's her." His voice was firm. "Byron Valdemar runs an auto shop now but still has ties to the underworld."

A cold sweat broke out on Jenna's back.

That stalker...

"You didn't see his face?"

"It was too dark."

"Try to get a photo. If it's Byron, call the police immediately."

The moment the call ended, Tristan Ashcroft appeared in her line of sight.

"Why are you standing outside?"

"Just got off the phone." Jenna hesitated. "Tristan, do you know Sophia Merouin well?"

His expression froze.

"Why the sudden question?"

Jenna explained everything.

Tristan's face darkened with each word.

"You were stalked?" His voice sharpened. "Are you hurt?"

"I lost him at the police station."

His shoulders relaxed slightly, but his gaze remained razor-sharp.

This was someone Ethan Roscente had personally entrusted to him.

Nothing could happen to her.