LUTHER

The air around me is much cooler. This is not about my body temperature, but the atmosphere that just happened. Ruby cried anxiously when Carlos dragged Owen into the room. Carlos's face is full of bruises.

"You have deleted all the files, no need to hurt my colleague like this," Ruby fostered me, and forced Owen to come out of the room.

Zoey is in my arms, weak, cornered. I carried his body in a bridal style to the car, making sure no one saw his face.

"How could she treat me like this? ...