"I've said it before, I don't care whether he lives or dies!" Samuel Noah Jackson's black eyes coldly swept over Dylan Lewis, his voice full of chilly indifference.
"I shouldn't have brought it up!" Upon hearing this, Dylan hesitated for a moment, lowering his head.
Samuel glanced at him, then turned and entered the airport, "I'm going to see for myself what's going on."
"Understood!"
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The car Michelle Campbell was in drove straight into the mountainside villa.
"Mrs., we've arrived home." The driver parked the car and politely informed her.
At his words, Michelle lifted her head in surprise, staring at the familiar luxurious villa in front of her... she couldn't help but feel a little lost.
She hadn't been here in a while, and yet nothing seemed to have changed here...
"Please take me back to the Campbell's instead!" she thought for a moment before suddenly suggesting.
