chapter 58 Storm is coming

Outside the car window, East Sea City is brightly lit at night, with neon lights everywhere.

Ambrose Lyson sat in the car and looked at the lights of thousands of houses. She, who was always cold and decisive, felt a little lost. Solomon Santee's figure kept appearing in her mind, and she felt more and more unable to see through Solomon Santee.

Deep in Ambrose Lyson eyes, also in the darkness, silently revealed a touch of exhaustion that had never been revealed in front...