My expression grew uglier by the second.
I looked up at Damien and said, "Stop it!"
I was afraid that Sofia really was connected to the killer in some way and that she'd been using these children for that purpose.
Right now, I was Sofia Miller. So, it would be hard for me to discharge myself if Sofia was found to be an accessory to the murders.
"Now will you be good and get in the car?" Damien threatened.
I ground my teeth and got in. I wanted to know why he was threatening me in the first place.
"What do you want?" I firmly looked at him.
"I'm the only person who can help you, not that lunatic, Dexter Black." Damien looked coldly and proudly at me. "I want you to divorce him."
I clenched my hands together. "Why are you so insistent on my divorcing Dexter, Mr. Coleman? I'm pregnant with his child, you know?"
