Moses didn't answer her, merely lifted his right hand and gently tapped the armrest of the chair.
"Did you do it?"
Jenny glanced to the left and right.
She sat on a chair surrounded by several men in black, without any bindings on her body.
Realizing this, she abruptly stood up and lunged to escape.
Moses frowned.
As his brows had just contorted, one of his men already came forward. With a raise of his right hand, the gun in his grip was now pointed at Jenny's face. Jenny trembled, frozen on the spot, cowering, until the man pushed her forcefully, causing her to stumble before Moses.
Raising her face to meet Moses' gaze, she scrambled to her feet, crying and pleading.
"Please... don't kill me... if it's money you want... I... I can give you money, my family is very wealthy... I can give you anything you want..."
How foolish!
Moses' brows furrowed even tighter, the fingers that had been resting lightly on the back of the chair now slowly clenched.
"Did you do it?"