Chapter 577

Still, even if she had been reborn, no way that guy came back too, right? If he really did, then wow—life seriously isn't fair. She wasn’t having it. If it came down to it, she’d pick a fight with the heavens if she had to. The man's gaze was burning, and it made Leslie Green super uncomfortable. "Who are you? Where's my master?" The man with violet eyes stared at her deeply, "You really don’t remember me?" Like she owed him recognition or something. And his eyes—accusing, like she was some heartless traitor. Leslie couldn’t help but roll her eyes. "Where’s my master? If you idiots laid a finger on him, just wait and see. I’ll make sure you regret it." She slid her hand behind her back, fingers brushing against the throwing daggers hidden in her pants. Small, convenient, deadly. She’d even had them customized so they were flexible but not fragile. Best decision ever. The violet-eyed man shifted to the side, and two masked men in black dragged out Douglas Parker, all tied up. Then they