Kevin Clark's suppressed emotions suddenly erupted like a collapsing mountain and a falling sea.
His terrifying aura filled the spacious bedchamber.
Charlotte Lane felt the oppressive atmosphere slowly creeping into her body through her pores.
She hadn't seen Kevin Clark like this in a long time.
Though not as ruthless as when he had trained her in the past, it was still horrifying enough.
She looked at Kevin Clark, blinking her eyes.
"What are you thinking?" Kevin Clark asked her, "Using drugs on me again and running away once more?"
Keeping her composure, Charlotte stepped back twice and examined the structure of the bedchamber. Then she nodded and replied to his previous question, "The room is nice."
"As long as Madam likes it." Kevin Clark said softly.
"Mhm. Decorate other places in this style." Charlotte said with an inspection-like tone, "I have no other suggestions. Let's go to the Research Institute."
As she spoke, she hurriedly walked past him towards the exit.
