Fighting?
Baron Roan slightly furrowed his brows. Earlier, he just thought this woman was a bit cunning, with a suspicion of deliberately smearing Ava Kent in front of him. But after all, she was a neighbor and might really know Ava Kent's whereabouts, so he did not reject her offer to lead the way.
And now, these two were actually at odds to the point of fighting?
Thinking of Ava Kent's fragile figure, being beaten and bruised, Baron Roan felt a tinge of anger in his heart.
Unconsciously, the scenes from the dream last night flashed in his mind: the fragile little girl got hurt but didn't dare to cry out in pain, looking at him with eyes like a frightened fawn, full of fear and caution.
Baron Roan's heart inexplicably clenched, even though he knew he couldn't take the dream as reality, he still couldn't help but feel pity.
