Chapter 377 How Can I Not Worry?

• As Samantha held the apple Elain had handed her, she instinctively glanced at Elain's hands. She noticed the deep calluses on her thumb—calluses that usually developed from prolonged use of a knife.
• Although Elain was a senior, she shouldn't have had enough time with a surgical knife to develop such deep calluses. Samantha's suspicions grew even stronger.
• "Didn't you say earlier that we're going to the press conference hosted by the police tomorrow?" Samantha asked, trying to steer the conversation.