"Linda... You're not my Isla..."
You're not.
My Isla wouldn't be so cruel, much less so heartless to me.
You... In the end, you're not my Isla.
Linda grabbed him into the car, pressing a gun against him, making him drive.
Edward Benson drove the car to the manor entrance without any resistance. Linda circled around the car to the driver's seat, yanked him out, and got into the car herself.
The accelerator hit, speeding away.
Edward Benson stood still, laughed self-deprecatingly, and as he laughed, he raised his head to look at the pitch-black nightfall, and shouted hoarsely, "Ah..."
Inside the restaurant, Sophie Sullivan looked at Charlie River, "Gone?"
Charlie River received the message, nodded, "Already gone."
Only then did Sophie Sullivan annoyedly slap Thomas Shannon, "Alright, quickly tell me what in the end is going on?"
Spitting blood all over her, filthy to death.
If it weren't for her quick reflexes, they'd definitely be exposed now!
