The moment Felix Foley kicked her out, he regretted it.
He was in this situation all because of Autumn Lynch.
He shouldn't have just kicked Autumn Lynch out. He should have killed her!
Nothing less would sate the hatred in his heart!
Felix Foley looked at Sierra Sullivan. "Hand her over to me!"
Sierra Sullivan looked back at him, confused. "What did you say?"
"I said, hand her over to me! You hate her, too, right? Just give her to me. I'll kill her for you, and then we can settle things between us!"
Hearing Felix Foley's words, Sierra Sullivan found it laughable, but also a bit curious.
'How can he even say something like that?'
'What in the world is going through his mind?'
'Even with all the hatred between me and Autumn Lynch, there's no way I'd hand her over to Felix Foley!'
After what happened last time, Sierra Sullivan didn't trust anyone.
'If I handed Autumn Lynch over to someone else, she might find a way to survive.'
