"Trust me, you will pay with your life if you hurt her."
The cold, enraged voice enveloped the air and everyone in the room looked towards the door. A man stood there, with a silver mask covering his face. His presence gave off a formidable aura. Not to mention, there was a legion of men behind him with all kinds of guns. And the weapons had silencers installed, which meant that these guys meant business.
The tension in the room increased with the arrival of the uninvited guests. Molly had never experienced something like this in her life. She was so terrified that her heart was beating in her throat. She had no idea how she was supposed to react in this sort of situation.
Shirley was startled by the sudden intrusion. She did not know who they were. She silently looked at the man with the sliver mask. She realized that the figure was familiar to her and the man's gestures reminded her of someone. She was surprised. He was surely someone whom she knew.
'But who is it?'
Shirley tried to recollect her memories.
During the time Shirley was lost in thought, Mr. Shen's attention was drawn to her. He looked at her with a relieved expression. Memories welled up in his eyes and they were like deep lakes filled with reminiscence and a great yearning of what seemed like more than a thousand years for her. His memories of her arose in his mind like a raging river; he was unprepared. He could not control his emotions and the love which he had kept hidden in the depth of his mind for so many years...
The memories of his past had appeared in front of him like a gushing storm, overwhelming and engulfing him. A dam of feelings struck him all at once. Some were so heavy that he could not bear to remember them, some were so heart-warming which he would never forget. Of course, his love for her remained like a solid wall that could never be torn apart. He regretfully remembered the pitiful things he had done to her before and he also remembered his crazy love for her in his randy youth. He had totally lost his ability to calm down after seeing her, but now, he was furious because she was in danger.
The gang that was blocking the doorway in front of Shirley looked forbidding and ruthless. She was on edge and her breathing was forced. She grabbed Molly's hand and squeezed it. The shadow of the man haunted her mind. She seemed to get closer to the right answer as to who the man was, but she could not figure it out clearly yet. She felt that it would be better if she didn't know.
As Shirley held on to Molly's hand, she could feel the tension building up in Shirley's body. Molly held her breath, looking at the man in the silver mask. He was obviously the leader of the gang since there was a group of murderous men behind him. It was clear that they were all professional killers and their faces showed no mercy. It was as if they were only waiting to hear their boss' order to shoot.
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