Colette X Edgar 소설 & 이야기

After a while, it dropped slowly and she couldn't help but gasp. It was Xavier Collin right there in the car, looking at her in confusion. His brunette hair was slightly messed up, not in a bad way, but in a madly attractive way. His confusion was understandable. He probably wondered what she did out so late at night when he just released her. Oh, and he did say he didn't want to set his eyes on her again. Well technically he was doing more than setting his eyes, he scanned her from top to bottom in bafflement. "You don't have a house? he asked with narrowed eyes.

He was suddenly intimidated. During this period, Colette had constantly misled him with unrealistic expectations. She had kept telling him how great the Wardes were and how much money they had. He was already feeling regretful. "So, what now?" he asked. He then paused slightly, and a hint of malice flashed in his eyes. "Why don't we team up and kill the old hag without anyone knowing?" Colette was frightened by his words, as well as his manic and serious demeanor. But soon, she became happy.

He leaned forward, picking up a folder and holding it out for her. "Perhaps these might jog your memory. Eugene is a hell of a brute. He worked for a man named Ivan Killian. A real piece of work, that one." Colette opened the folder pulling out a photo. Her body went stiff, and her hand began to tremble as she moved from one photo to the next. Colette shook her head, looking up at Balor. Her eyes were lined with tears. I looked between them both, not fully grasping what the hell was going on.