章節 842: 842: Who is the Puppet Master (9)_1

Two men immediately turned and left the dark room, slamming the door shut...

After leaving the warehouse, Snow Eagle drove back to KUYI Hotel in her sports car.

When she entered room 3518, Nancy was still sitting in the chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, her eyes drooping, her gaze unfocused, like a soulless puppet.

"Nancy..." Snow Eagle's face darkened as she slowly walked over and bent down to look at her face.

Hearing the voice, Nancy lifted her head in a daze, her eyes still vacant, her movements mechanical.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Snow Eagle grasped her hand and leaned down to take a closer look at her complexion.

"Don't touch me..." But Nancy shook off her hand, then stood up, without giving Snow Eagle a second glance, and slowly walked towards the door of the room.

"Nancy!?"

Snow Eagle strode forward, seized her arm, and pulled her back forcefully.