By the time her tears had almost dried up, she had made up her mind.
For Roman, she had to pull herself together again and face the difficulty.
In the dangerous abandoned apartment building, Ainsley did not move. The sharp dagger was held near her neck, cold and bone-chilling. It looked as if it was going to penetrate her neck at any time.
Irene's fingers trembled a little. She said coldly, "Don't make a sound."
After an hour, Irene's arms were sore. She took the dagger away and felt that Matteo might be leaving.
At this moment, Ainsley suddenly pushed Irene, picked up a stone from the ground, and slammed it into the window.
Bang! The sound of glass shattering stung Irene's eardrums. Her eyes were scarlet as she looked at Ainsley. The sound of dense footsteps came from behind, getting closer and closer.
She immediately approached Ainsley and placed the dagger against her neck again. "How dare you!"