Chapter 402 She Felt That The World View Was Crumbling

• Barnett rested his chin on the back of his chair and felt her hands moving across his back. “I used to pretend to be so sweet,” he said. “I told you you were faking it. It was like you were wronged
• “You found out that he was faking it. Can't you just kill him to keep him quiet?” Leona said, deliberately pressing hard on the most bruised spot on his back. Barnett's voice was so painful that it was almost a mess.
• The marks on Barnett's arm were still there, just one, and Leona reached out and touched the wound