Those eyes were cold and dark, like those of a vicious rattlesnake. The man with those eyes even had a resolute grin on his face when he was staring at Arielle.
He then turned around and gave a retreat gesture and left the orphanage silently.
“Mr. Aaron...” A bodyguard behind the man uttered, “Are you not going to take the golden opportunity and grab Ms. Moore now?”
“What a dimwit!” Aaron glared at his subordinate. “Did you forget something even more important than this? We’re here to bring back the head of the Mills!”
He could only grab Arielle after he dealt with the future head of the Mills. Otherwise, his plan in Chanaea would be in jeopardy if Vinson noticed something off.
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