Chapter 653

• "What kind of people are you?" Tamara Randall's brows furrowed tightly into a character, the people in front of her were not good, definitely not just some thugs looking to take advantage.
• "Beauty, you're so pretty, why not come home with us and be our guest?" The leader of the black-clothed men spoke with a hint of flirtation in his words, but his eyes did not show any hint of lewdness, more of admiration.
• The way he looked at her was like looking at merchandise, as if Tamara Randall could fetch a good price.