"Albert is dead," Zhang Ya, realizing she couldn't avoid the punch, decided to close her eyes and screamed out.
"What... How could Albert be dead?" Sure enough, the man stopped upon hearing that Albert was dead, his face filled with disbelief as he looked at Zhang Ya and then gripped her throat, demanding, "Tell me, how did Albert die? If you dare to lie to me, I won't let you off."
"Cough, cough cough... Can you, can you let go of me first?" Zhang Ya struggled to breathe, her face turning a bright red as she pointed at her own throat and shouted.
"Hmph, speak," Winston Krone let go of Zhang Ya with a cold snort. After several deep breaths, she finally recovered and raised her head to clearly see Winston Krone's face.
He bore some resemblance to Albert, but his face was more resolute, more captivating, especially that high-bridged nose that made people fall in love at first sight.
