90 Jackson

"Yes, young master," Liam bowed as he coldly looked at Anne, emitting a chilling killing intent.

Anne's body froze just from the sheer intensity of the killing intent.

Liam casually tapped Anne, and she saw the world go round and round before she could even realize they were already inside the room.

"This... this..."

"So tell me, what did you and this girl plot?" Jackson said with a smile on his face as he glanced at the badge.

"You bastard, you trapped me in this," Anne voiced in anger.

"Don't talk to me like that; weren't you the one who was all excited and encouraged me in the plan?" Leo spoke with anger as he threw a fit of rage.

"You..."

"It's all because of you, bitch," Leo roared as he ran up to her and started to pull her hair.

"How is this my fault?" Anne replied and began to stab his hand with her sharp fingers.