She stared at Joey Thompson, her voice trembling from the cold and fear, "Is it you?"
Joey Thompson looked into her eyes, his gaze complex and tinged with caution, "Iris, let me explain..."
"So it was you all along!"
How could Iris Thompson not understand by now?
She spoke weakly, "Back then, when I received your call in Shangri-La, you told me something had happened at home and that I should come back quietly without alarming anyone... I believed you, thinking that mine and Eve's identities had been exposed, and you instructed me to hurry back home to switch back. That's why I didn't say anything to anyone... I didn't even dare to tell Reginald Bates, I bought the earliest flight ticket and returned home."
Her eyes were fixed on Joey Thompson, and even though she had known for some time that he was not a good person, having imprisoned her and committed so many bad deeds, she still never expected that the explosion had been his doing!
He had actually wanted to kill Eve!
Yes.
