He raised his eyes to meet Ose Owen's gaze, "Ose, long time no see..."
"King of Hades..." Ose Owen squinted, stepping forward until he was just two steps away from the man, his dark eyes as cold as an ice cave, "Crossley Gibson... is that Olivia Yost, right?!"
His voice was completely hoarse, his chest ached fiercely, and with reddened eyes, he roared, "Answer me, is it?!"
Faris Booker twitched the corner of his mouth, remained silent for a moment, and finally sighed, "I knew this day would come, but I didn't expect it so soon..."
After speaking, he slowly crouched down, no longer speaking, his tense back exuding an air of despair.
Ose Owen stared at him without continuing to question, at this moment, his mind was also difficult to calm down, Crossley Gibson really was Olivia Yost, truly!
If he had known earlier, he should have investigated Faris Booker; then he wouldn't have had to wait so long to find out!
