Chapter 35: Goodbye

"Can you shout one more time?" Edward Mitchell's face sank, squeezing her chin.

"Richard Benjamin."

"Let us out." She said it word for word, just like that night.

Edward Mitchell's face was as cold as hell.

The atmosphere around, though not cold, made people shiver, the entire crew did not dare to approach, even Conrad William stood not far away but did not speak. Betha feels rather gloating for this male tramp.

In the eyes is satire.

A few seconds later, Edward Mitchell picked up Anne Jenner, hugged her to the car, and stuffed her in. He himself got into the car, then, slammed the door shut.

Anne Jenner leaned against the window, her memory messed up, Richard Benjamin, Edward Mitchell, Richard Benjamin, Edward Mitchell, it was her who got hurt in the end.

The situation had reached a climax, outside the car window, the torch lights were bright but quiet. Anne Jenner finally pulled herself back to reality, raised her hand to rub her forehead, and then turned her head.

Immediately disco