Rowan was straight, and the man had a face that was too enchanting. One stop there was an eye-catching landscape. He looked at the car gradually driving away, with a deep and unpredictable expression.
“Ms. Ming, is this man the one who robbed Miss Cassidy?”
Rowan didn’t take his gaze back, and asked indifferently, “What do you think.”
“This…” The subordinate scratched his head and said honestly: “I don’t know.”
What he knows is that if the opponent is this man, it will be difficult to deal with.
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