Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 796

After the call ended, a very panicked Tiffany began to pace in circles, as the wait tormented her.

She did not know how long she had waited, but alas, Jackson’s car appeared within her field of vision. Quickly, she rushed toward it as the man pulled the car over. “Get in.”

Tiffany yanked the door open frantically and claimed the passenger seat, urging, “Did you manage to contact Beckett? I don’t have his number, and Tan isn’t picking up, and — oh my God, I’m panicking right now!”

Jackson massaged his forehead to soothe his growing headache. “First thing first: buckle up. I’m gonna give this Beckett a call right now.”

Tiffany’s hands were shaking as she willed them to click the seatbelt shut. Tanya was already a lonely orphan with no surviving relatives. If anything were to happen to Tanya, Tiffany would carry that guilt to her grave, especially since this entire debacle was aimed at Tiffany herself.

If worse came to worst, she would have to resort to his demand. She would have to admit that she copied Beckett’s work.

Jackson could see just how panicked she was from her shudders and helped her buckle up. “Calm down, Tiffany, let me pinpoint Beckett’s exact location first; Tanya’s gotta be with him,” he said in an attempt to comfort her. “According to what I know, Beckett Hushman’s a meticulous, calculating man, but he isn’t very ballsy. He doesn’t strike me as an extremist, so I’m guessing he just wants to rescue his name from a burning pile of sh*t instead of actually murdering someone.”

Tiffany, however, was in no way placated enough to stop stammering, “B-b-b-but w-what if… What if he got desperate and… Oh my God, what if he really does it… Oh my God!”

Knowing that his effort to calm her was futile, Jackson stopped trying and went straight to dialing Beckett’s number. As though knowing that he would try to call him, Beckett had kept his phone off, so all they heard was the voice message prompt.

Tiffany was sitting on pins and needles. “What are we going to do? Should I call the press right now and tell them… tell them I’m the plagiarist? We have no other choice, Jackson! I don’t care about my career. I can throw it away! I can go back to managing that café; I can survive with just that!”

Jackson drove to the nearest police station and the pair lodged a report, providing all of the evidence they got. Unfortunately, the only proof they had was the message Beckett had sent via Tanya’s phone.

Tiffany felt a little light-headed after their exchange with the police. “What do you think Beckett actually wants?” she muttered. “His future is ruined, and now jail time is waiting for him. Do you think he would be so desperate that he would want someone to die with him? Do you think he will harm Tan? Jesus Christ, I’m so, so scared…”

Jackson took one look at his wristwatch. “We’ve reported this to law enforcers, so all we can do right now is wait. Worrying won’t do any of us good,” he replied. “It’s getting late. I bet Beckett got your house address from Tanya’s mouth, too, so don’t return home, please. It isn’t safe… But my place is. You could stay a night there.”

Tiffany’s first response was to reject him. “W-what? No, no need. Beckett wouldn’t possibly dare show up and risk getting caught! My home should be safe. I’m not inconveniencing you!”