Chapter 367

Leslie actually dislocated his hand. Samuel's face went pale from the pain; he almost snapped on the spot. "Leslie, come on, stop messing around. If this is what you like, just come home with me. Once you're back, you can do whatever you want, I'll go along with anything." His tone was sickeningly gentle, full of fake affection. Leslie felt nothing but disgust. In her last life, after she snapped Lydia's neck, Samuel had shouted "monster" at her with nothing but loathing-and he even shot her a few more times. "Samuel, do you think I'm joking? If you lot keep showing up in front of me like this, it's not just going to be a dislocation next time. It'll be broken arms and legs." Her words made Samuel's heart skip a beat. The girl standing in front of him now felt like a stranger. She was no longer the kid who used to call him "brother" with stars in her eyes. Yeah, Leslie had always been a bit spoiled before, but she looked up to him the most, followed him around nonstop. Now... he had to