A man was sitting with his legs crossing on the dark blue leather sofa, silent and noble in the living room.
Crystal stood at the door, only by seeing him at a glance did she want to run away. However, her feet were like a tree with deep roots, so steady and heavy that she could not move it a little.
Every night, the man she saw in her dream was now sitting in front of her. The man put out the cigarette and said casually, "Miss Smith, here you are."
The voice was like thunder, which immediately woke Crystal up.
She jerked around to leave…
"Miss Smith, don't you want your watch back?" Nathan's cold voice sounded again.
It's him! Sure enough! It's him! My hunch is right!
Has he known about the watch? Why does he lure me here?
Countless doubts filled her brain in an instant.
Crystal stopped.
She knew that if Nathan did not let her go, she would be unable to leave here. Whatever she did would only be useless.
