Chapter 988


    What should I do if he did something to hurt me?


    I did not know the answer to this question, so after taking a bath worriedly, I opened the bathroom


    door and got ready to go outside.


    The woman was standing outside the door, looking quite anxious. "Can you please hurry up and get


    changed, then go downstairs?"


    I smiled faintly. "Your country has pretty strange etiquette about showering and getting changed


    before meeting someone."


    The woman had no ns of chatting with me and merely made a gesture to ask me to go first.


    This was my first time leaving the room since entering this vi. The opulent revolving staircase was


    decorated with baked porcin crystals, making the ce look extraordinarily extravagant.


    I walked step by step down the stairs and saw the man sitting in the living room.


    He drank tea while reading a magazine. His rxed posture did not ease the coldness on him even


    a little bit.


    Two ck-d men stood beside him, looking as though they were afraid to even breathe too


    loudly.


    "Ms. Lane is here, Sir," the woman muttered while walking up to the man.


    Mn seemed deaf to her words as his gaze remained fixed on the magazine.


    After a long time, he looked at the man who spoke to m e earlier with dark and stern eyes. "Franky,


    what’s the status of that batch of stones?"


    Franky immediately replied, "They should be here anytime now."


    Mn did not ask more questions. His gaze fell on the woman and mildly asked, "How much time


    did it take?"


    The woman suddenly shivered. "40... minutes."


    Mn nodded. "I happen tock workers to take care o f this batch of stones. You''ll go, then."


    The woman''s expression changed. Her legs went limp as she knelt to the ground, crying and


    begging, "That won''t happen again, Sir. I promise."


    Franky looked at her with sorry eyes and wanted to plead for her, but when he saw the slight frown


    on Mn''s face, he immediately lowered his head and gave up.


    Mn put down the magazine. "I don''t like repeating myself."


    The woman slowly got up from the floor and nced a t me with resentment in her eyes before


    leaving.


    I stood on the same spot and remained silent the whole time. Mn did not nce at me from start


    to finish. It seemed he had no intention of acknowledging my presence at all.


    After an hour, when my legs were hurting from standing too long and I could not stand any longer, I


    interrupted his and Franky''s conversation, saying, "So you asked me toe downstairs just so I''d


    stand here, Mister?"


    Silence filled the air. Franky looked at me.


    Mn still did not look at me. His slender finger started tapping rhythmically on hisp. His


    demeanor might seem rxed and casual, but I could still feel the coldness exuding from his body.


    I frowned. "I have no idea what you do, Mister, but since you intend to take me back, I believe


    you''re more or less intimidated by the ones who are looking for me. If that''s the case, can you


    please send me back sooner?"


    If my eyes were not ying tricks on me, there was a sorry look in Franky''s gaze when he looked at


    me. I thought it was somewhat puzzling.


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    This time, Mn spoke. His voice was cold and frosty, " Take Ms. Lane outside for a walk."


    I had no idea what this man was up to at this point. Franky walked up to me and said, "After you,


    Ms.


    Lane."


    "Where are we going?" I asked, looking at Mn.


    The man''s gaze was icy, and it was hard to read his emotions.


    "Having too many questions won''t be good for you," Franky said sullenly.


    Having said that, he dragged me out to the corridor.


    I remembered the day I was sent here. Shannon and the rest were taken away on this route. I


    nced at Franky and stopped fighting, following him without a singleint.