Chapter 100 Unmasking Miss Fox
- "Could you repeat that?" Thomas' tone turned frosty as the atmosphere in the car became tense.
- Michael froze, sweat forming on his forehead. Slowly, he turned to face Thomas' cold, piercing gaze, and his throat tightened.
- "I... I didn't say anything," he stammered, his tone desperate, his will to survive kicking in.