Garrett acted differently. Coming from a military background and under forty years old, he had been originally planned by his family to come to LA for experience.
He hadn’t expected to run into trouble in this small town, but he wasn’t panicked. In fact, he saw this as an opportunity to understand the inner workings of LA. That’s why he hadn’t said a word from beginning to end.
He remained calm because he had confidence in his identity.
What surprised him even more was that the young girl standing next to him seemed completely unfazed by the whole situation, as if nothing that happened could affect her.
"Fine, I’ll go with you."
Amelia was still smiling, her face extremely beautiful with a hint of wickedness.
"Take her too."
She raised her chin, looking toward the middle-aged woman
