PAID

The other party wasn’t someone who knew Wynter before. After all, her identity was

safe now.@@novelbin@@

However, no matter who it was, attacking her in the alley was equivalent to a

violation of her taboo-Margaret lived there.

The gangster trembled, scared to death. He stammered, “I-I don’t know! Miss, we usually do odd jobs.We’ll do anything if the client pays us. I don’t know who asked us to come here!”

His words sounded confused, and something sounded wrong to Wynter.

She demanded, “Are you taking illegal orders?”