John Fame simply laughed lightly: "So it's you, Liam Fame."
"Yes, it's me." Upon realizing that John Fame had guessed his identity, Liam Fame openly admitted, "John Fame, if I find out that you've brought extra people, I will cut Lissy Lock's face. For every extra person you bring, she'll get another cut on her face."
"The address."
Liam Fame gave the meeting location, and John Fame hung up the phone, grabbed his keys, and left.
Liam Fame turned to look at the tied up Lissy Lock and kicked her, "John Fame is coming to exchange for you."
Lissy Lock stared at him, her gaze indifferent, "Do you think threatening John Fame with me will work?"
"John Fame divorced Nova York for you, isn't this enough to prove your importance to him?" Liam Fame chuckled triumphantly, "He's injured and still coming alone. You're in my hands. He's still at my mercy."
"You're wrong," replied Lissy Lock flatly.
