Chapter 383: A reluctant look seized Sk''s face while looking at Harlee.


    He extended his hand and hug .Chand a look at the dining room, Harlee saw his father having breakfast quietly.


    The presence of his family made the idea of ??going to work much more difficult.


    He decided that, once Matteo''s task was over, he would take an adequate vacation to really spend a quality time with his parents.


    At midnight, in a luxurious apartmentplex in New York, a mysterious silhouette slid inadvertently in Collin''s house, plunging the building surveince system in the dark.


    Within this veil of shadows, some thin hands gently woke up Collin from his lethargy.


    Panic seized him while watching his surroundings, his heart elerated when he thought that he could have arrived here sleepwalker.


    At the point of running down, Collin saw a figure through the mist of his confusion.


    Etetering his eyes in the gloom, shouted in a trembling voice: Harlee.


    He united his eyes with rm.


    His legs tremble violently, echoing the terror that seized his heart.


    They noticed him as he crossed his arms and approached slowly, with his lips curved in a sinister and mocking smile.


    Collin''s face lost his color before redness, and vivid memories of past beatings flooded his mind.


    When his eyes met Harlee''s cold and insensitive look, an involuntary chill ran down his back.


    Trophy back, his fear was palpable.


    He said hurriedly, in a trembling voice.


    "I warn you!" Whatever you are nning, it''s illegal! You know it, Harlee''s lips really crowded in a mocking smile, and a soft and bitterugh escaped from her.


    He looked at Collin with disdain and snorted: "I am surprised that you know what that means saying one more word, Harlee hit Collin''s right knee with brutal force.


    He let out a creepy cry while copsed in the ground in agony Incline, she grabbed her chin with a chilling calm, her empty face of any emotion.


    In a fast movement, she squeezed her grip and dislocated her jaw with an abrupt turn.


    For her, her screams were nothing more than a difort, a background noise with which she could not bother.


    Collin''s scream became a confusing disaster, her words were lost in her agony.


    Harlee did not hesitate.


    He stepped on his hand with his heel, sinking her on the ground.


    Then, he moved to his stomach, thighs and face to his chest.


    Each step was precise, calcted, a new wave of pain that left Collin panting to breathe.


    When he stepped his knee, the disgusting creak of a shattered bone filled the air.


    Collin''s foot had an uncontroble spasm and crashed into the wall.


    The blood stained the surface, a dark spot that spread while his screams became more weak, just a groan ...