Ainsley's expression became more and more serious.
But no matter how she interrogated Manuel, he did not say a word. His fists were tightly clenched together, and the joints turned white.
And Ainsley asked the same questions crazily over and over again. Finally, under the emotional expressions of the two, Manuel opened his eyes, and his eyes were bloodshot.
"Nothing!" He growled.
Ainsley regained her calmness. Even though she could not ask the final question, she knew the answer.
Maybe she and Manuel had known each other a few years ago, and it was even earlier than meeting Cason. How could she forget all this?
"Manuel, did we know each other before?" Ainsley's gaze turned blank.
Manuel knew that he did not reveal any important clues, so he did not answer her. He just shook his head.
"Manuel, why do you not dare to answer me?" Ainsley did not know how to ask.