Chapter 1682
She knew that the crucial moment Milton White had been waiting for was coming, and she had always been worried that something would go wrong during these days. Unexpectedly, everything had been under control until now when the last thing she wanted to happen took place.
The smile in the man's eyes as he looked at her resembled that of someone teasing a fish about to be cooked—it seemed like a smile, but in reality, the grin sent chills down her spine.
Her wrist was seized by him, his grip tightening gradually.
"Repeat what you just said."
The gentleness of his voice frightened her.
Ethel Collins shook her head, remaining silent.
She continued to step back until she bumped into the wall, her knees bending involuntarily as she squatted down, avoiding his gaze.
The man squatted down as well, asking her with extreme patience, "What have you all been up to these days, huh?"
Ethel Collins: "I don't know, I just came back from school."