“Mister…” Aurelia’s voice was shaky. “May I know what ‘people like us’ are like to you?”
Neil’s disdainful attitude and despising gaze made him a completely different person from the man who saved her from the police just now. Something sharp seemed to have pierced the pink bubble within her as it burst.
Yeah, “people like her” must not be worthy of a glance from him.
“Ms. Chilton, don’t be upset,” Cordelia said gently, “Fredric’s our friend, and we’re worried for him now that he got into danger. The entire matter feels suspicious too, so we hope you can tell us the truth.”
Aurelia bent down to pick up the metal box on the floor and held it close to her.
What truth did she have to tell? She had repeated the truth thousands of times, but they did not believe her!
“Acting mute again?” Neil raised his voice, gripping her arm.
Aurelia gasped in pain. She barely knew him for the day, but he had already grabbed her arm so many times that there was already a mark.
“Why do you think I covered for you in front of the police?” Neil gritted his teeth. “If you don’t tell the truth, I swear you’ll end up worse than in the police station!”
“Let go of me!” Aurelia struggled with reddened eyes.
Like a small animal forced to the corner, she scanned the group of people with an unwavering gaze. They were rich and influential and had a high status. The difference between these people and her was like heaven and earth.
It was as easy as stepping on an ant for them to kill her, right? What had she done wrong, though? Was saving the man wrong? Was protecting herself wrong?
Was she not supposed to drag Fredric back to the basement and treat his wound the night they met? Should she have let him bleed to death on the street filled with thugs?
Aurelia’s shoulders shook out of fear and indignation.
The old nomad lady was right. These people with status were all bad guys who trampled all over others from a high point!
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