The Woman From Hell

After saying so, Ernest slowly approached Alex.

Unsure if it was my illusion, I saw a hint of panic in Alex's eyes.

"Forget it. I'm not interested in your stuff anyway. If Simon still wants what he wants, then I advise you not to waste even a single second!"

I could tell that Alex had lost his patience. It was hard to imagine that this was how he, someone who liked taking things slow, looked like when he was anxious.

"Mr. Hodds, I believe this isn't your territory." There were hints of resolution in

Ernest's eyes as though he planned to not comply.

"What gives you the right to bring them here today, then?"

Alex clutched his wheelchair armrest tightly, his knuckles turning white. I felt his rage as though he could explode any second.

He tilted his head, and the man behind him charged ahead. He stood in front of the rest of the black-clad men in the corner.

up next to me, and I quickly got up. I followed them and got

anxious, Mr. Alex? We just invited Mr. and Mrs. Grant over to introduce ourselves to them and get to know each other. Only after we're familiar with each other will Mrs. Grant leave her child to us with peace of mind. Why are you

had

eye level as Alex, and

he raised his hand and stretched it out toward Alex.

later, there was

sitting in the wheelchair was not Alex

greater than fear. What was

How could I not notice that

person in the footage trick everyone the same way when he kidnapped Munchkin? "Ronny Wescher, you're

waistband, pinning it against Ernest's forehead and forcing him to back

still when they saw someone pointing a gun at their boss. They each reached out to hold the gun at their waistbands. However, the people standing in front of them were no pushovers either. When they saw what happened, they immediately went forward

front while another wasbehind me. They surrounded me tightly, but I was

not to act rashly, but there