Moly Harris glanced at “Alfred Blake” who was covered in haze and full of gloomy aura, and caught a glimpse of the back of his b****y hands, staring in astonishment: “You…”
There are no strange things in her meals, so why does it make him unable to figure out how to run away from the disabled?
Danniel Blake ignored her, and was about to leave when his cell phone rang.
He only glanced at the unfamiliar number on the phone, and hung up.
At this time, he raised his eyes to look at Moly Harris : “Go in.”
His voice was cold and depressed, with a certain gloomy mood.
Moly Harris was very sensitive-feeling that “Alfred Blake” at the moment was a bit scary, she silently moved back into the room, holding the half-closed door with one hand, hesitating whether to shut the man out.
Danniel Blak
