"After he let Ivy go, he ran away with her."
"Find them quickly, I want to see those two by tomorrow morning," Harold Chapman shouted angrily.
"Yes."
"Not happy?" Jared Quinn pinched Melody Thorne's cheek with his big hand; her tender skin would leave a red mark upon touch.
"Can't be happy," Melody Thorne moved Jared Quinn's hand away, "I'm going to the restroom."
She had been fighting Ivy for so long, but she never expected Ivy to escape.
"Sir, we've found that person near the hospital, but... but he's already dead."
"Ha, dead, damn well deserved for daring to betray me," Harold Chapman was still on the verge of exploding; damn, when did this ever happen?
"Alright, deploy more personnel to search, there's no way they could've run far in such a short time," Jared Quinn's deep eyes flashed with a hint of killing intent, "Once found, don't bother bringing them back."
