"I don't care about that." There was no expression on Alex Hawk's handsome face. Although he often smiled, his eyes were always cold, very calm, "I just want my friend to be happy."
After saying this, he extinguished the cigarette and nodded at her, "Take good care of Brandan, I'm heading back."
Iris Harris tightly bit her lip, watching Alex Hawk's departing silhouette, with a hint of a cold smile.
Ha, should she say birds of a feather flock together?
All of them, wolves and dogs!
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Iris Harris sat on the sofa, echoes of Alex Hawk's words lingering.
That palpable threat brought a chill to her heart.
Whether it's Oliver Lee or William Moore, she doesn't want to hurt any of them.
She closed her eyes, feeling worn out both physically and mentally.
She felt she was completely finished.
No escape now.
This life had been completely controlled by Brandan Hyde.
