Chapter 2 - 002 Paper Tiger
As soon as she sat in the car, a soft package of tissues was thrown into her lap, accompanied by Charles Seymour’s disdainful voice: "Dirty, wipe it clean."
Sophie Wilson pulled out a tissue, wanting to wipe her tears away, but the tears seemed uncontrollable, streaming down continuously, unable to be wiped dry.
Inside the car, a violent atmosphere rampaged uncontrollably.
In her past life, just seeing him would make her whole body tremble with fear, let alone when he unleashed his aura, she would be like a startled rabbit, trembling all over.
However, spending decades in the past life, she had learned to understand this man, what was there to fear?
Holding the tissues to her nose, her tear-stained eyes accusatorily stared at the man beside her with a dark and violent aura.
One second, the violent aura remained rampant.
Two seconds, the violent aura slowly weakened.
Three seconds, the storm of violence froze in the air.