Zoey knew that Russell’s patience had reached its limit.
She said, "I have an apartment nearby. I'll take you there and administer the shot."
Russell gave a low hum in acknowledgment, his fists clenched as the veins on the back of his hands bulged.
Zoey started the car and hit the accelerator, heading straight for the apartment.
Leanna watched as their car merged into the traffic, holding her mouth to stifle a laugh.
"Such a carefree person, to laugh after just going through all that."
Hearing a familiar male voice, Leanna whipped around, "Toby, I told you not to speak! I really suspect you have an incurable case of male chauvinism!"
Toby, his hands tucked casually into his pockets, looked every bit the nobleman, a stark contrast to the bloodthirsty image……
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