Milo Field suddenly started laughing. "Old Madam, this is a law-based society now. That whole 'kill someone whenever you feel like it' notion just doesn't work anymore. You don't seriously think it's still like decades ago, when you could make someone disappear from the world and no one would ever look into it, do you?"
Old Madam Lewis fixed him with a gloomy stare. "If you won't do it, then die with her! You should've been dead a long time ago!"
"I'm afraid you won't get your wish this time. For all you know, you might be the one who dies first."
Milo Field's voice was still gentle, but his words were vicious, and at this moment he didn't take the old lady seriously at all.
He was already convinced that Old Madam Lewis and Cherry Lewis were finished, so he wasn't afraid of offending them in the slightest. Right now, the most important thing was to win over Zoe Lewis.
