"I've already left 'W', what more do you want?"
Upon seeing Molly Walker again, Christopher Evans couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.
The woman in front of him was young, yet she exerted an oppressive presence.
He could only blame himself for underestimating her before.
"Christopher Evans, the things you did before... Should be enough to put you in prison for a few decades, right? But I let you go in consideration of the many things you've done for the organization." Molly Walker smiled politely, slowly sat at the side of the table, and pointed to the chair on the opposite side, "Let's sit down and talk."
Christopher's complexion tightened, thinking about the things he had done, his body tensed at the thought.
The deeds he committed were far more severe than being imprisoned for a few decades. If Molly Walker were to expose them, all of his assets would be confiscated.
But Molly Walker didn't do that.
Christopher Evans was left with mixed feelings.
