Aldana Candi looked at him in disbelief: "Philip Shaw, you're insane!"
The man turned a deaf ear and walked forward, Aldana trembled with anger: "You promised Trenton Smith!"
He glanced at her with his eyes downcast and gave a faint smile, looking completely unconcerned.
He took out a key, opened the iron gate of the villa, and walked in.
The interior of the villa was luxuriously decorated, the sofa and carpet clearly very expensive, but probably because no one lived there, the whole villa exuded a sense of desolate emptiness.
"Philip Shaw, what on earth do you mean?"
"Philip Shaw, don't you want Ellen Candi anymore?"
"Philip Shaw, I don't want to stay here..."
...
Which is more cruel, never having hope or having hope only to have it taken away again?
Aldana felt her body gradually growing cold, the bright light in her eyes dimmed, and an ashen pallor spread across her face.
