Ambrosia stared at his lifeless body and a smiled crept to her face. That's who she was. She never changed. She never had any feelings. She was a heartless woman.
"Don't you think you are wasting your time?" Brenda asked, forcing her to turn.
She frowned seeing the woman acting nonchalant about Darren being dead. She should be scared that she was coming for her next.
"I hate women like you." She grunted.
Brenda took her gaze away from Darren and looked at her. "Not when you need me darling." She said and pointed at Darren. "He is not dead but unconscious. You can't kill him this way."
Ambrosia arched her brows and took her gaze back to Darren. Just as the woman said, he was still alive and she could hear him breathing.
Such a hassle.
"If you will listen and seat down, then we could talk before he wakes up." She added and went to seat on a bar stool.
