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.

our guy

perched on the hood of a derelict truck outside, waving us over from a distance.

there, legs crossed and a wild grass stalk hanging from his

a gang leader?” He hopped off the hood, dusted his clothes,

a laugh and replied with a smirk, “You sure think highly of yourself. Where’s

clicked his tongue and

had assumed Maxwell merely tied the guy up. To my surprise, when Idris and I entered, we found Doctor Miller bound hand and foot, dangling from a beam.

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

as I shot him a sidelong glance. “You

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 been able to nab

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

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

through the hanging rope. Doctor Miller plummeted to the ground, his