Rushing out of the basement, she pulled out her mobile phone to call Thomas Shannon.
"Brother Shannon, where did you lock her up?"
Thomas Shannon closed his eyes, his voice cold and emotionless, "Cheryl, just an insignificant person, no need for you to know."
"But..."
"Cheryl, if you're tired, just quit your job. I'll send you on a vacation to relax."
Cheryl Chew shook her head, she wasn't tired, she wasn't.
"Alright, I have to attend to some matters. Cheryl, listen and be obedient, okay?"
Obedient?
Cheryl Chew didn't know why, but her heart was aching, the pain almost suffocating.
She gradually crouched down, hugging herself, a whimpering sound emerging from her throat, like an abandoned kitty, pitiful and heartbreaking.
The man in black watching couldn't help but feel compassion.
Cheryl Chew was no fool, with Raina Bell being taken away at this time, that alone was enough to indicate a problem.
