Chapter 111: 111 Who Is Behind Mikeal?

It was pitch black before my eyes. The pillow pressed against my nose and I couldn't breathe. My hand gripped a pair of stout arms, and I tried with all my might to move them away, but the man was stronger than I thought. My nails went into his arm muscles, but he was unmoved. I gradually lost consciousness.

Just as I was about to faint, the pillow on my face suddenly revealed a tiny gap, and I tried to breathe. I took the pillow away and threw it on the ground. I saw two men fighting in front of me.

Frade grabbed a vase from the table and smashed it on the man's head. The glass clashed against his head and the man fell to the ground immediately. Frade dropped the vase and ran to my bedside to hold me.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." In fact, if he had come a minute later, I would have literally suffocated.

"Who is he?" I asked.

"Let me see." Frade went over and pulled off the man's mask. I got out of bed and followed.