As the footsteps faded away, Nicola Clinton turned around slowly.

he could only see the back of Amelia Wytte from a distance.

Under the light, it looked lonely.

His heart seemed to be pulled by something, and a sense of pain slowly came, and gradually became numb.

After a long time, he took a deep breath and kept telling himself not to be softhearted.

"Humph!"

At the corner of the corridor, Elena Kent sneered complacently.

Noah was also very proud. "Let's see how that woman will turn over!"

Then she looked at Elena Kent and said fawningly, "Congratulations, Miss Kent. You'll finally get what you want."

"Shut up!" Elena Kent...