Chapter 35

"You mean…" Lester said slowly. Margaret looked at him, nodding hesitatingly. She wasn't entirely sure herself. However, she remembered that in her past life, Scarlett had suddenly snapped and rammed her with a car. Later, when Scarlett was being held captive by Lester, she always carried this strange air of confidence, like she had nothing to fear. Why had she never been afraid of the consequences? Maybe because she already knew how things would turn out. "When you're feeling better, let's go ask her together. You and me. We'll face her together…" Margaret suggested. "Okay." Lester smiled at her while nodding. His hands tried to reach out to hold hers, but Margaret pulled away, feeling uneasy. He froze for a second, then realized that he was her enemy now. He looked down at his empty hand, and something tightened in his chest. The pain was sharp, but he couldn't blame anyone else. He had brought this on himself. Margaret felt his stiffness and discomfort. However, she just coul