Ava's Foster Father’s POV

That bitch, if I had gotten my hands on her, I would have made her life a living hell. She dared to put me through all that. I had been in hell just because of her.

"Strip," Mr. Drake ordered me.

"Mr. Drake, can we talk about this, please? I'm innocent. I don't know anything about her escape. Let's find her together," I answered back.

"Find who?" Mr. Drake asked. "Do you mean you know where she is hiding?"

"No, no, I never said that. I never knew where that bitch was hiding. What I mean is that we can both search for her. She should...