“W-What are you talking about?” the woman asked in fear.
Arielle continued to glare at her, the knife nearly breaking the latter’s skin. “You know exactly what I’m talking about.”
Lorraine stilled briefly upon hearing Arielle‘s words.
“Wait, did I just get tricked?” she asked, walking toward them and staring at the unnamed woman. “You’re working with these guys?”
“N-No, I’m not.” Tears rolled down the woman’s ashen cheeks as she gazed at Arielle. “I‘m not with these guys! I don’t even know them.”
Lorraine’s expression softened at that.
Is this some kind of misunderstanding?
“Could we have gotten things wrong here, Boss?” she asked, turning to Arielle in puzzlement.
“These guys and all the cars coming after us before, they’re all with her,” the latter expressed frostily.
After glancing at the woman being held at knifepoint, Lorraine felt anger rising within her.
“I even tried to save you, but it turns out you’re the one behind the whole disaster?”
While speaking, she wanted to slap this woman so badly but could only suppress her urges to not get in Arielle‘s way. Still, if looks could kill, who knows how many times this woman would have died by now.
“I’m not. I swear it’s not me…” The woman began to weep over the suspicions. “Please let me go. I’m really not working with them.”
“There are handcuffs inside the car. Bring them over,” Arielle demanded while shooting Lorraine a glance.
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