Beryl immediately stiffened. She hadn't noticed it just now, but now she realized that there was a man behind her...
When she came to her senses, she immediately shrank into the car door, turned around, and timidly looked in the direction of the voice. However, when she saw who it was, she froze on the spot.
This, this man...
Marcellus saw the uncertainty in her eyes and raised his sharp eyebrows slightly. Compared with her nervousness, he was particularly relaxed. "Do you remember me?"
It was not that Beryl has a good memory. It was just that she could not forget how this man blew on her face that day.
"It's, it's you?"
The girl's voice was soft and trembling with fear, but unfortunately, Marcellus had no intention of showing mercy to her. He shook his neck and sneered, "It's me."
"Why, why did you tie me up..." Beryl did not understand and stared at him warily.
Hearing her question, Marcellus just sneered. His beautiful peach blossom eyes were like an ice lake hidden in the cold winter, and what flew out were ice shards.
He asked half-jokingly, "You don't know why I'm looking for you, do you?"
Beryl was even more confused. Her little face was pale with fear. "I don't know. How, how did you know my name..."
"Not only do I know your name, but I also know where you live and that you study at Art University. I even..." Speaking of this, Marcellus deliberately paused, but there was no smile on his thin lips. He slowly glanced at her and said, "I also know your measurements."
Beryl was speechless.
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