The Woman From Hell

What happened to Shannon gave me a wake-up call. I kept thinking about what Delia said when I was driving, and the more I thought about it, the more depressed I felt.

I thought of asking Delia for clarification the moment I turned the steering wheel.

The light turned red at the front, and I suppressed this thought with a wry smile while waiting for ten seconds to pass.

I knew it was pointless for me to look for her.

Delia was glib. She would not tell me the truth at all. We would only end up arguing in the end if I went to her at this time.

This was a predictable result.

I felt tired just thinking about it.

The light turned green, and instead of turning, I followed the road back to the apartment.

the living room. His dark eyes moved to me from the shining TV. He stood up as if having sensed my exhaustion and helped me to the sofa. He then poured

frowning. Did you encounter something that you can't solve? Why don't

said, there was no point in me hiding it. I might as well try to come up

an accident when she was on the way

and rubbed his chin, asking, "You're saying the car accident is not as simple as it seems... Did the

that question. I sighed. "They got away. They probably left with

road was a busy one with heavy traffic. Who knew how long we would have to look if we had

I'll get someone to look into this. Miss Collins will have someone protecting her, so don't worry," Marius comforted me. That might be the case, but I still could not get my mind under control.

was the reason Shannon was involved in this. How could I drag Marius into this? was afraid I would regret it later if something

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thoughts in order, I immediately refused him. "No. You can't get involved in

also a stubborn one. The more I refused, the more he wanted to

want to get involved anyway?" Marius probed, and

"You can't."