Krystal Flack nodded and said, "Alright, I'll briefly tell you what happened then."
After all, Rock was making a legitimate request, so Krystal Flack couldn't refuse him. She recounted the events of last night from start to finish, intentionally omitting Randolph's attempt to harass her, deciding to spare some dignity for the dead.
"Is that all? Mr. Rock, are you sure you didn't miss anything?" Rock suddenly spoke coldly, standing up from the sofa and walking straight towards Krystal Flack.
"Mr. Rock, if you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do. Your son's death really has nothing to do with me." Krystal Flack frowned, speaking with displeasure.
Krystal Flack had already explained everything patiently, but if Rock continued to press aggressively, she had no intention of enduring it any longer.
