Iria Lindsay lowered her eyelids, "My life was given by you, sir. If you like, you can take it anytime."
Arfen Finch gazed at her face and pulled the trigger.
Ping!
A light sound, the handgun emitting an empty click.
Iria Lindsay secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ha!" Arfen Finch laughed out loud, casually tossed the gun to one of his men, then reached out to stroke her face, "Good girl."
Iria Lindsay lifted her face and smiled back at him, "Thank you, sir."
Arfen Finch tossed the magazine to her, "Did I scare you just now?"
Iria Lindsay caught the magazine, "My life belongs to you, sir. You can take it anytime."
Extending his arms to pull her into his embrace, Arfen Finch gently patted her back, "Let's go, Iria, come home with me."
Everyone boarded the speedboat, and soon, the speedboat left the dock. Iria Lindsay stood by Arfen Finch's side, glanced at the empty dock.
"Sir, about James Xavier and Memoria Campbell, how do you plan to handle them?"
