Chapter 98 Face-eating Vase
- Isaac Foster stared at her straight for a long time.
- It wasn't until Natalie Shepherd felt a chill down her spine and wanted to escape that he withdrew his gaze and said lightly, "Don't judge a book by its cover, what does it mean?"
- Natalie Shepherd was still looking at him through the phone, not hearing what she said, and now the last glimmer of hope was completely extinguished.