Look, how selfish people can be, insatiably greedy.
Clearly, they've already got what they wanted, yet they still want more.
He lowered his eyes, looking at Iris Harris's face. She was probably frightened, her face pale, tears streaming down. He felt a bit regretful, knowing earlier it would be like this, he wouldn't have told her about James Mason.
Unexpectedly, she was thinking of him even in her dreams.
Brandan Hyde's face was gloomy, but his actions were gentle. He carefully wiped away her tears, coaxed her a few words, then turned off the light and went back to sleep.
Slowly stroking her back, feeling her body gradually relax, he stopped when her breathing became steady.
He opened his eyes to look into the void, his expression in his eyes obscure.
That guy, could something really have gone wrong?
In the depths of his heart, an unknown trace of unease was tinged.
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The next day.
Waking up early, the weather was gloomy, as if it was going to rain.
