Carla slowly opened her eyes, meeting Andrew's deep gaze.
At this moment, she suddenly felt that Andrew wasn't so terrifying. At least he didn't want her dead right now.
She quickly straightened up after coming back to her senses. "Thank you."
Andrew withdrew his hand, his tone softening. "Don't drink outside anymore."
Carla nodded obediently. "Okay."
Suddenly, a roar came from outside the door. A sports car drove into the villa; Mathias was back.
His face darkened visibly when he saw Andrew.
"It seems I came at the wrong time. If I remember correctly, it's Tuesday. What are you doing here?" Mathias asked, a smile playing on his lips, but his eyes were ice-cold, staring at Andrew like a venomous snake.
He had always hated Andrew. Now that Leonel was dead and Carla had arrive
