With that thought, a chill ran down Joanna's back as she considered her options carefully.
There was no movement inside the house as if the cries for help had just been Joanna's imagination.
"Okay. I know you're scared. You don't have to answer me. I'll kick the door open and get you out. All you need to do is expose the ugly side of that guy to my two children after this!"
As Joanna said this, she prepared her hands, reaching out to break down the door.
Suddenly, a deadly vibe burst out from behind her, and someone reached out to catch her wrist in a deadly grip, freezing her completely in her tracks.
"Why are you in the restricted area of the shop?"
The man's low voice gave off an eerie chill as it resounded from above her head.
Joanna turned around to see Mr. Q standing behind her with a cold look on his face.
In the darkness of the night, the name 'Night Demon,' coupled with the black mask he wore, really suited his image.
