The special material glass allowed James to see the scenery outside the window, while people outside couldn't see inside.
Looking at the street, an inexplicable sadness welled up in James's heart.
Hope Island, once full of laughter and vitality, had disappeared; everyone on the streets was in a hurry, apart from oblivious children, few adults smiled, and there wasn't even idle chatter.
Hope Island hadn't always been like this.
"Go to the Governor's Mansion," James, with furrowed brows, said to the driver.
Soon after, James arrived at Anna's workspace inside the Governor's Mansion.
Faced with the bureau chief who was always on guard against him, Anna didn't even bother to feign a facade.
Her sexy and fiery body split open, revealing two skinless, bloody, female upper bodies from the dark red crevices.
They assisted Anna in handling the various affairs of Hope Island.
"Speak," said Anna, her words concise.
