Chapter 92 NINETY-TWO

—Mabel—

An icy current went up and down my spine.

No, she didn't.

She didn't just smile at me— as if it was nothing... as though the law catching up with her was trivial.

No fears. No regrets. Nothing.

She sat alone in the interrogation room, hands cuffed to the table. Her composure was chilling...

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