
Celia was silent for a moment, the black room dominated this room, the lights that radiated as illumination were not as bright as usual, making Celia a little uncomfortable. However, unfortunately this room looks luxurious worthy of his mafia rooms.
And again, Celia's gaze was fixed on the black rifle, not forgetting the trigger next to the illegal tool.
Walking slowly, Celia could not believe if this was the room owned by Kendrick, her husband.
His legs began to step closer to Kendrick yan...