After a few seconds, her reason gave in to the devil inside. She wanted to escape.

She walked along the corridor with the support of the wall, daring not to turn back.

She cursed Leslie, "You are dead! How dare you drag me?”

Ivan saw her staggering alone and realized that something was wrong with her. He walked toward her, his hand in his pockets. After all, they used to work together.

When Ivan had just passed the door, it opened again. One step out, Leslie saw the cold, unapproachable back of Ivan.

He frowned. Was it Ivan?

He stepped back as if being electrocuted. After a few seconds, he calmed down and carefully poked his head out.

What was Ivan doing there? Leslie didn’t expect to see Ivan here.

The luxurious corridor smelt good.

Due to her suffering, Catherine stopped again. She turned and leaned against the wall, rubbing her temples with her eyes down.

Suddenly, she paused. Staring at the Gucci leather shoes that came into her sight, she couldn't help thinking of Ivan. It was his favorite brand.

wishing to

dragged?” Ivan saw it at

electric shock. Catherine abruptly raised

with happiness and frustration.

“Yes.” Ivan looked calm.

face gradually disappeared. She was at a loss,

"Who did it?" While Ivan looked around, Leslie quickly retracted his

answer. Who else could it

was moved by Ivan's words of concern. Her nose went sour as she thought,

she saw Ivan take out his phone, ready

pushed him. “What are you doing?" Must he

to send you to the hospital.”

let down. “It's

ask someone else

Couldn't he do it?

ever cared. But

Catherine's gaze, which was

more than ever. “Did you come here just to make things worse? You know Leslie would do things to me, don’t you? You are just here

Holding the phone, Ivan

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