"Wait for my news, but I can't make this person's decision. If he doesn't come, what will you do?"
"How will we know without trying?" Even if there's a slim chance, she will try her best.
Allen knew her character well. Back in school, she once spent two days and nights in the lab with human specimens just to hone her knife skills. She was truly insane. What else could she not do?
Another time, he remembered taking her to a night club—of course, he tricked her into going. Otherwise, she would never set foot in such a place. The local gangsters caused a disturbance and several people died. She faced the dead without flinching, even having the audacity to examine the fatal wounds. That was when he realized she had an extraordinarily strong psyche.
After hanging up the phone, Allen leaned against the headboard for a while. The woman who was already dressed leaned against the doorway, flicking her long hair, and gave him a seductive wink.
