"I thought I would feel nauseous or unwell after I had just killed a person, but honestly, aside from my heart being fast due to the dopamine rush that I'm experiencing right now, I actually feel completely fine…"
"Perhaps, I'm really a natural born heartless killer. Maybe, I should have taken the offer to join the mafia instead of joining the show business in my past life…"
"Nah, who am I kidding? With my luck, I most likely would have died within a year after I have joined the mafia."
Upon thinking up to here, Alan couldn't help but let out a smirk while shaking his head at the thought that he just had.
Right after, Alan wiped the knife's blade onto the bed sheet and cleaned away the blood that was on the knife's blade, then passed the knife over to Sharon.
"Here, you can have your knife back."
"Oh…"
