"But..."
Click——
The lighter was tossed onto the table.
"No matter what the outcome, you won't be able to escape." He articulated the fact unhurriedly.
Yvonne Finley didn't fire the gun. She just pointed it in his direction, her tone was still calm and collected, "I was just trying, no need to be so narrow-minded."
That statement.
Was as good as exposing her wicked nature.
Of course, she knew if she did kill this man, she would never be able to walk away.
Fortunately.
They were both intelligent people.
And this man seemed to be quite magnanimous.
He didn't mind her crossing the line.
She turned the muzzle and aimed at the other person, firing another shot.
Unfortunately.
It was empty.
The bullet had remained in the last clip.
A shot meant to kill.
"It seems his life is safe for now." The man finally stood up. He was very tall, giving people an indescribable sense of oppression from a far distance.
Yvonne Finley stayed silent.
She stared at the gun.
