Chapter 290 Why Would You Think That I Would Be Willing to Help?

• The middle-aged man's expression turned slightly as soon as he heard her question. Then, he took the pen in his hand to scribble something, but he did not end up writing a single thing.
• Just as Leanna was about to give up and leave, a cold male voice suddenly rang out from behind. "How did you manage to get here?"
• She turned around and saw Ron standing behind her. There appeared to be a scar left behind from the accident and it snaked down from the left side of his face down to his chin. It made him look much more sinister than before.