The moment Albert walked out, she slightly turned her head and took a look at the flowers on the table.
A meaningful smile appeared at the corners of her mouth. As she turned around, she suddenly froze when she saw Charles.
With a smile, Charles's low magnetic and hoarse voice made a charming vibration.
He leaned against the wall, with his gold rimmed glasses lazily on the bridge of his nose. The color of his thin lips was a little cold, and he exuded a sense of relaxation and calmness.
"It seems that this young man is doing something bad again..."
He was playing with a delicate lighter with his slender fingers. The flashing graphics on it made Albert a little familiar. Without looking carefully, the man had already held the lighter in his hand.
The warmth in Albert's eyes instantly faded away, and her tone was cold.
"Why are you here?"
As she spoke, a defensive wall rose from her body.
It seemed that Charles had found an interesting toy. A bloodthirsty and excited light flashed through his eyes under the shade of glasses.
He walked up to her, leaned over and smelled her.
A faint fragrance of lime dispersed the unpleasant smell of disinfectant in the hospital, which inexplicably made Charles like it.
However, Albert subconsciously stepped back, but she didn't expect that the man suddenly reached out to her, pressed her shoulder and forcibly controlled her.
After struggling for a while, Albert gave up.
Looking at Charles, her eyes were full of danger and coldness.
Charles hooked his lips, lowering his voice, and said, "Why are you looking at me like that? Do you want me to come clean about what you did to me last night? "
Albert clenched her fists.
Why did it sound like she had done something shameful to Charles?
The man in front of her was too dangerous. Albert didn't want to have too much contact with him, and she didn't want him to find out her secret. She could only try her best to calm herself down.
"Sir, if there is nothing else, can I leave now?"
Staring at her eyebrows, Charles couldn't find any familiar traces, and the temperature in his eyes also dropped a little.
He let go of her shoulders, and Albert quickly withdrew from a safe distance and looked at him cautiously.
Charles adjusted his glasses and said indifferently.
"Kid, you seem to have a grudge against the person inside. Are you interested in making a deal?"
Without hesitation, Albert refused, "No, thanks."
Charles was not annoyed, "You'd better cooperate with me. Otherwise, I can't guarantee the safety of your two classmates downstairs."
He didn't like others to refuse him.
Albert had provoked him several times. He could still keep her alive. The first time was because she ran fast, and the second time was because of the inexplicably broken vase.
He was curious about what kind of surprise she would bring to him.
Hearing what Charles said, Albert laughed instead of getting angry.
"You can have a try."
Threatening?
Threat was the last thing she feared in her life.
In order to get the rune manipulating skill, Ashley threatened her with her life, but Albert didn't give in.
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