Clara’s Wish
Alex now seemed to be sighing many times, and his eyes gaze seemed to fall on the empty cup in front of him.
Then where's Daren?
He has returned to the office, where Marsha is.
"Why should Marsha be his target?" The little monologue Alex spoke to himself, whose brain could not think clearly yet to find the answer to that question.
For a moment, he played his fingers, tapped the table.
Feeling that he did not get the answer, he finally could only sigh softly and tried to put the thought aside for a while, because, after this, he had to report to Mr. K regarding the process to what extent the information he has about the mastermind behind the assault, Clara or maybe Mr. K himself is the main target.
Just as Alex is about to leave his place, a call has now entered his cellphone.
He glanced at his cellphone, which he had put on the cafe table.
"Ah ..-"