Disillusionment

At noon the next day, Audrey and Bryson brought Harold to a nearby restaurant for lunch.

Audrey looked at her hand as she sat down.

When she hit Leslie last night, she accidentally hit her hand on the wall. So she got a bruise on the back of her hand, and it hadn't healed.

It felt good only at the moment when she hit him.

Then Audrey asked Bryson.

"Bryson, how is Leslie?"

Bryson glanced at her and said, "He was sent to the police, and they found the previous victims. The victims all identified him. Now he has been in custody awaiting trial."

"Bryson, I want to be the prosecution lawyer!"

"Alright, I'll arrange it!"

She swore that she would make him rot in jail!

Seeing her furious look, Harold shivered.

She looked so terrifying.

The ordered dishes were offered. When they were about to eat, someone suddenly rushed into Harold's arms crying.

"Harold, Harold, I finally found you."

Harold paused when he saw the crying face.

It was Susie.