"Who gave you permission to speak!" Cole O'Connell's face suddenly turned icy cold.
"It's fine, I can handle it myself. I believe Grandma won't do much to me. After all, if I die, the relationship between you and her will worsen!" Yulia O'Connell calmly replied.
"Yulia O'Connell!"
"Alright, alright, if you were this smart earlier, I wouldn't have such a big fit!" The old lady pulled Yulia O'Connell over. "She's right, I indeed won't do much to her. I'm just taking her back to stay for a few days!"
The old lady grabbed Yulia O'Connell's arm with an unusual force, as if she wanted to crush her bones!
Cole O'Connell watched the figure outside moving further away, the cigarette in his long fingers snapped in half!
...
Two days later, at the villa.
Melody Thorne received a call from a stranger informing her that Elias Hale was living in drunken revelry at a bar.
