Chapter 320 When Faith Is Broken, Then Comes Pain

Jane looked at the person who had pulled open the car door next to her. Her heart sank... This time the car accident was by no means accidental. "We meet again, Mr. Summers." The old man looked even older than when she last saw him. She especially remembered the fact that Mr. Summers had been a butler in Stewart manor for his entire life. In her memory, this old man had been especially decent. There had never been a smile on his long face. He would put on a stern face all year round. There would also be a rigid aura that spread throughout his entire being. At this moment, however, the old man no longer had the decency of a butler at Stewart manor. His thin torso was withered and shriveled like a block of dry old wood in the desert. As she stared at the face that she always remembered to be rigid and stern, she could see madness at this moment. "You remember me! “So you still remember this old fellow, huh!" Mr. Summers smiled as though he had gone mad. His smile was chilling to