Chapter 92

"Simon, we've known each other for a while, and I don't want to see you suffer. Since you've had some bad luck lately, why not seek advice from the seniors and build better relationships." Janice left with her bodyguards after she finished speaking. Her coat cascaded down to her ankles, and with each step she took, it seemed as though the wind was gently guiding her forward. He had never noticed how graceful Janice was before. After leaving the villa, Mr. Hawkins said, "Ms. Smith, he's so detestable, and you still..." It started snowing again outside, heavier than before, with flakes falling before her eyes. She didn't want him to suffer? Janice's gaze was as cold as ice. She actually hoped he would be even worse off. "Simon is a person who is very suspicious about everything, except for his strong belief in mysticism." Simon had been so unlucky lately that he'd probably consult someone to tell his fortune. Mr. Hawkins immediately understood and smiled. "Where does he lik