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.

me, and I quickly got up. I

Mrs. Grant over to introduce ourselves to them and get to know each other. Only after we're familiar

he had already walked up

as Alex, and they both stared

it out toward Alex. The

split second later, there was a humanskinned mask in Ernest's

in the wheelchair was not

than

in front of them. How could I

the person in the footage trick everyone the same way when he kidnapped Munchkin? "Ronny Wescher, you're getting bolder and bolder, aren't you? How dare you

pistol from his waistband,

afraid, they could no longer sit still when they saw someone pointing a gun at their boss. They each reached out to hold the gun at their waistbands. However,

One stood in front while another wasbehind

the men around him not to act