Clara looked like she was about to whip out a gun from her purse and shoot the both of us.
But she didn’t.
She only stood there, trembling in rage, too stunned to speak.
I was a little bit worried.
I couldn’t predict what she was gonna do.
She was, after all, a certified sociopath and the leader of one of the biggest underworld trading organizations in this country.
Who knew what she was capable of?
Matthew was quite calm.
He pulled my hospital gown down to cover my body and pushed a lock of strayed hair behind my ear.
He gave me a reassuring smile before standing up from the bed and straightening his white coat.
And then, he turned to face Clara without a single trace of remorse on his face.
“Clara, we need to talk.” Matthew’s voice was composed when he looked Clara in th
