"If she's dead, no one can stop me; if she's alive, let her come and tell me herself."
After a long while, Shane Winchester spoke softly, not angered by Keira Leaf's attitude.
"Shane Winchester, you definitely never thought, once Alice Smith was taken away, she would never return."
Shane Winchester's fists clenched tightly. Indeed, he had never thought—never envisioned a day she would suddenly be extracted from his life. He hadn't imagined after she silently walked away, all that would be left was a charred corpse.
"Do you have any regrets? That day, deploying the main force just to protect a corpse, only to end up with another corpse," Keira Leaf spoke with a light laugh, yet a trace of water mist rose in her eyes.
She felt she was truly a woman with a vicious heart, each sentence piercing into someone else's wounds.
