542: Miya Ford Extra 3 (Part 1)

That night, she had a nightmare where she dreamt of a man-eating three-headed monster perched on top of a bus, one of its heads snaking in through a window to swallow her whole...

After waking up, she couldn't fall back asleep, the feeling of palpitations lingering incessantly.

Currently, her mind was restless, once again feeling an inexplicable palpitation and unease.

The man approached, his steps neither hurried nor slow, removed his sunglasses, and used the arm of the glasses to separate her hand from Josh Piers'.

"Break up with him, be with me."

A sentence out of the blue, almost like a joke.

Miya Ford instinctively stepped back, "I don't know you." Her foreign language skills were excellent, without even a hint of an accent, and her voice was very soft, making everything she said sound gentle.

Clement Atkins pulled a handkerchief out of his pocket, unfolded it, and holding one corner, gave it a shake, "Do you remember now?"