Amy looked at Anna, who was calm but had a cold expression. At this moment, she did not dare to say no again.
"Continue, continue."
Amy wanted to cry. She had accidentally gotten on the wrong boat, and now she could not get off even if she wanted to.
"Don't look so sad. If this matter is done well, there will definitely be the outcome you want."
Seeing Amy's half-dead look, Anna leaned over and comforted her.
".."
Amy looked at Anna with deep resentment.
What she wanted most now was to have nothing to do with Anna anymore and go their separate ways.
She walked her own path and crossed her own wooden bridge.
"Come here."
Anna hooked her finger at Amy again, signaling her to come closer to her.
Amy glanced at the dagger still stuck in her coffee cup. She no longer had the courage to resist Anna, so she leaned over.
