"What are these photos? I've never seen them before, this has nothing to do with me..." Amelia Lawrence reached out and grabbed the photo in front of her. After a brief moment of panic, she began to explain again.
"Young Master Yale, I didn't hire anyone to take these photos, I only saw them today!"
"You've really never seen them?" Harrison Yale curled his lips coldly, as if immersed in darkness, his entire presence exuded a deeply unsettling aura. He stepped forward, using his long fingers to lift Amelia's chin so she would look directly into his eyes.
"I really haven't seen them..." Amelia met his murderous gaze, and she couldn't help but start trembling, wanting to step back.
The defenses in her heart were breaking down, bit by bit.
She gripped the ground forcefully with her hands and started to cry.
