In the eyes of the ruthless Overlord, how can a murderer who has been imprisoned in a mental hospital for five years have any trust and pity!
She pretended she didn't hear anything and continued to clean up the remaining glass shards.
Seeing that she ignored her, Matthew instantly ignited a nameless anger in his chest.
He jumped up from the sofa, straightened his body, and walked quickly to Astrid with his proud long legs. A big hand quickly grabbed her left hand and pulled it out suddenly.
"What!"
Only then did Astrid cry out in pain. The blister on her left hand burst open, and yellowish white mucus flowed out, giving off a somewhat pungent smell.
Matthew also saw the injury on her hand and was stunned for a moment. He never expected that it would be so severely burned.
"Why do you think I'm a thief, here to steal valuable things from your Cullin and the Starling Family?"
