At some point, Ryle had managed to uproot the glass wall from inside.
With half his hand pushed inside the hole, the glass frame crashed on him without giving him a chance to retract his hand.
''Hmm?" Si Yena arched a brow as she looked at the man who was covered in big and small injuries from head to toe, ''He is oddly persistent.''
Chen Lina sniggered, ''I would call it foolish…'' Looking at Daisy's stoic back, she continued, ''Going to such an extent for a bastard child…'' she clicked her tongue.
What she did not was Daisy, who was standing ahead had her fingers curled into a fist. But a moment after Chen Lina spoke, the fist opened and Daisy loosened two of her fingers.
Without the suppression of the glass enclosure, Angel's loud cries no longer went unheard.
A thick trail of blood flowed down from Ryle's forehead.
He clutched his head, inhaled a deep breath before wiping off the blood with his sleeve.