Facade of Love

Chapter 72 Trying to Buy Me for a Hundred thousand?

I did not want to discuss more over the phone, so I asked him to text me the address. I hung up, ready to hop in the car and leave. Just as I was about to get in, Idris yanked me back. I was annoyed by his interruption, and with a frown, I shot him a glare. “What’s the matter, Idris?”

He glanced at my leg and said, “You’re planning to drive in this condition?”

Catching his gaze, I noticed the scrape on my leg for the first time. I had nicked it while hastily scaling the wall. It was a bloody mess, looking rather gruesome, but it was not serious. Thus, I had not given it much thought.

I pressed my l*ps together, not in the mood for idle chatter, and said flatly, “I’m fine.”

With that, I made to get back in the car, but he hoisted me into the passenger seat without a word. After buckling me, he slid into the driver’s seat and fired up the engine.

I was long accustomed to his antics. Busy with tasks at hand, I did not feel like wasting more time with him. I pulled up the address Maxwell had sent me and said, detached, “Drive there, please.”

We reached our destination in no time.

guy in

up, he was perched on the hood of a derelict truck outside, waving us over from a

crossed and a wild grass stalk hanging from his mouth, looking every bit like a street tough.

leader?” He hopped off the hood, dusted his clothes, and asked

smirk, “You sure think highly of yourself. Where’s

clicked his tongue and lazily pointed towards the factory. “Inside. Go on in!”

tied the guy up. To my surprise, when Idris and I entered, we found Doctor Miller bound hand and foot, dangling from a beam. His mouth was gagged, leaving him hanging

got some nerve. I was planning on having a civil chat with him, but he tried to bribe me.” Maxwell followed us in, grumbling. “Offered me a hundred thousand to let him walk. Do I look like I’m worth only

mouth as I shot him a sidelong

seriously underestimating me. I can’t stand it when people look down on me. He

relieved that Doctor Miller was not exactly rolling in money? Otherwise, I might not have

Maxwell. “Let him down, will you?” With him hanging

if we wanted to interrogate him, his neck would not be able to take

and sliced through the hanging rope.