Chapter 159. The Mob

Racheal found a way to remain calm throughout that night and the next morning.

Asad Achillie cannot be hanged for something so minor, right?

Since she had not sent it to her father, it was not in the enemy’s grasp. He could honestly say the permit was not with the country’s enemies.

On the other hand, she felt relieved that the man had not mentioned her name, just like she gambled on.

Such a proud and honorable man would rather die than admit he was in the house of Yin’s most popular mistress, that he had lost such an important document in a mistress’s house.

“Are you OK?” Steffan asked.

They were walking down the stairs, he in boxing gear, she in a casual blue milkmaid dress.

She clutched the Burr-basket she had made for Skylar in her hand.

“Yes.” She smiled tightly at him.

“If you are worried about the protesters, that is being handled. Father said we can have the press conference as soon as we get back.

She nodded, not r