"I..."
Anna Harris only felt a wave of dizziness.
Everything before her eyes was black, with the occasional twinkle of a star.
Luckily, the electric baton used by the guard had a low current, and seeing that Anna Harris was a woman, he only meant to warn her.
Aside from a short bout of dizziness, there were no side effects.
"Are you okay?"
Quella Radcliffe held Anna Harris in her arms and asked with concern.
"I'm fine... It's just, my head's a little woozy."
Anna Harris took a deep breath and shook her head; after that, she felt much better.
"Where's Julius Reed!"
She bared her teeth, asking angrily.
He had played her for a fool; no wonder he stopped her from coming—it was all a setup!
Swindler!
"I'm right here."
Julius Reed watched as Anna Harris fell to the ground and couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Indeed, a scoundrel is ground by another scoundrel.
"You... you can still laugh!"
