Chapter 757 Hopeless_1

Two men walked into the low, gray building.

They wore cotton jackets, of average height, with peaked caps pulled low over their eyes, obscuring their faces.

At a glance, they were just two more unremarkable people, so ordinary that they blended into the surrounding scene as if they were residents of the area.

"What do you think, how will Evelyn Willard die?" Nathaniel Summers discussed with relish to Purple Summers, "Jade Carlson was burned to death, but these old buildings don't have fire barriers, once a fire breaks out, it would be difficult to control the spread. I think we should use another method."

Purple Summers watched wordlessly as the two men walked in, her breathing oppressed, and felt an extreme heaviness in her chest, having no desire to join in on this discussion.

She even doubted, was Nathaniel tricking her? Otherwise, what basis did he have for saying those plain-looking men were Alexander Summers' subordinates?