"Uuh, hubby..."
Listening to the sweet voice of Ingrid in front of him, Fisher felt no enjoyment at all. Rafael and Moli beside him were already close to exploding, and he felt like he was on pins and needles, wishing he could throw this person before him into the sea.
In these brief seconds, the events occurred suddenly and rapidly. He first thought, could it be that this person had forsaken their life and dignity for the so-called news, willing to do something that would take their own life, but upon careful thought, it didn't seem right.
If she was still just an intern reporter from that giant serpent newspaper, come for the so-called news, then where did she get a ship full of treasures? These things don't seem like something an intern reporter should have.
