Gemma York's veins on his face were pulsing, his anger making his slack skin tremble, "What do I need to do for you to let her go?"
Scarlett Glenn tossed the mobile phone to Ethan Herd, "It depends on whether you're willing to cooperate, doesn't it?"
This time Gemma York clenched his teeth and said, "Fine, I'll talk, I'll tell you what you want to know, can you let her go then?"
Gemma York was an old hand in the martial art world, and he was well aware of the purpose behind Scarlett Glenn showing him the video.
He had gotten a taste of just how formidable the girl he once thought was but a greenhorn could be—her methods were terrifyingly ruthless, shocking to the core and utterly abhorrent even to a man like him who had weathered countless storms.
Gemma York really regretted that when he had killed Nell Harris back then, why did he not also kill this girl; all these years, he had unwittingly allowed her to grow into a fearsome monster.