Hearing these familiar words, the glass Adam Jones was holding nearly shattered in his grasp.
This time, it wasn't the memories of the past that filled him with rage and embarrassment, but rather, a strong sense of fear suddenly took root in his heart as he watched Elly Campbell calmly pose the question.
"What have you found out?"
Elly Campbell asked again, her demeanor exceedingly patient, but besides her gentle patience, Adam Jones could see nothing else, and the more this was the case, the more panicked he felt inside.
He always felt that some truth was emerging from its cocoon.
He moved his lips, only to realize how hoarse his voice was. Many words were stuck in his throat, unable to surface or sink down.
"Adam Jones."
Elly Campbell quietly looked at him, those clear eyes suddenly resembling an unfathomable deep pool, stirring even greater panic within Adam Jones.
