Desiree was in a mess, retreating with her hands supporting her body on the ground. She was unable to stop shaking and cried at the top of her lungs.
In stark contrast, the janitor remained surprisingly calm, silencing Desiree with a cloth.
"You're annoying," the janitor stated.
"Mmph!" Desiree struggled in panic.
"Don't tell anyone about the gun, get it?" the janitor threatened.
Desiree widened her eyes.
Even Lina was stunned.
The janitor had chased after Desiree to prevent anyone from finding out that Lina had a gun. After all, the Thompsons were now involved in legitimate business, and their reputation could be damaged if this information got out.
However, Lina couldn't recall having any contact with this person, no matter how hard she thought.
Why would she help her?
Fearful and unable to do anything else, Desiree could only nod and cry.
After removing the cloth, the janitor let Desiree go. The latter hastily crawled and ran away.
Lina's heart raced as she stood outside the bathroom's remote corridor. The mysterious janitor, shorter than her, emitted an eerie chill that seemed to engulf the entire space. Even if Ian and his men came now, it might be too late to stop her if she intended to harm Lina.
Lina bit her lip, her body stiff with fear. She couldn't help but clench her fists.
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