At this point, he showed a sinister smile, "But now it's different. I don't have any interest in you anymore. Even if you die in front of me, I won't look!"

Waylon Gray turned around and looked back at her. The coldness in his eyes was shocking.

"So, if you don't want to die too early, just get out of here!" He didn't want to continue wasting time there. He slammed her away, turned, and strode into the villa. The door slammed, and everything is isolated.

Alena Wright looked at his back in pain, and the corners of her mouth gradually raised a self-deprecating smile, muttering: "Waylon Gray, you still...