Jill's face was as white as a sheet. The girl standing in front of her was a criminal, the worst type of villain she could think of. It started to seep in on what she had finally gotten herself into.
This.... Mr Wang. Jill stared at the pictures of the wounded eyes on Mr Wang. I did not want something like this... I just wanted my friend back. I did not want her to be around that F-ranked orphan latching on to her like a leech.
Jill knew she could not back out now. She was in far too deep. She felt the glaring eyes of the masked girl on her as if she could sense her fear. There was no knowing what the masked girl would do to her if she backed out. The pictures in front of her were a reminder of what could happen to her, too.
