The voice was cold as a blade, yet when it sounded in her ear, it became gospel, making her heart uncontrollably leap.
The young man was as cool as a painting, his body tall and slender, his hand a bit chilly, but in this critical moment, he saved her life.
"Jose, let's deal with this scum, so he won't cause more harm!"
"As you wish."
The man called Jose had an even colder and more ruthless voice, his eyes filled with ice.
What kind of two boys are these? -
It's as if they've flowed through blood and storm; their entire bodies exude a bloodthirsty aura, making people fear them...
"Alright."
A simple word, yet it made Lydia Brooke shiver, as if a storm was approaching, bringing ice-cold wind, frost, snow, and rain.
As the words fell, the person beside her gently let go of her body, and as soon as she steadied her feet, he fiercely kicked the man who was already in unbearable pain!
The strength of the kick made even Lydia Brooke watching on the side shiver uncontrollably!
