Chapter 55

This small movement reveals a strange intimacy.

Queena Young reacted, her face flushed suddenly, and she was about to withdraw her hand, but was caught by Steven Hawk.

He turned around, and a pair of dark eyes under the mask locked her, with a narrow smile.

"Are you, are you kidding me?"

"..." Queena Young felt her face was burning up, her mouth was stiff, "My hands are itchy."

Steven Hawk smiled, and proposed quite seriously: "Then Mrs. Hawk, do you want to kill a few people for fun?"

Murder was as common and casual as cutting vegetables from his mouth, and the guests around him ran away in fright, for fear of being shot.

Steven Hawk took off the mask that was obstructing his face.

That face that was as handsome as a god made Queena Young feel unreal.

"Mrs. Hawk..." He stretched out his hand lazily towards Queena Young, "Didn't you mean to take me home?"