Lance frowned, suspecting that Celia had truly gone mad.
He knew that over the years, Celia's personality had become increasingly paranoid and crazed, capable of anything, without regard for her own life.
Thus, nobody else would suspect that the leak about the ambush in Zone 23 had come from Celia, but it couldn't escape his notice.
He just hadn't expected Celia to have gone crazy to such an extent.
Armand, standing guard outside the door, faintly heard the Second Miss's cries from within, clenched his fists tightly, but then he quickly let them go, defeated.
"You're too crazy. Stay away from Lin Fu from now on!" Lance didn't want to see Celia continue in her madness, decisively turned, and was about to leave.
Suddenly, Celia looked up, "Do you like Lin Fu?"
"How could I?" Lance, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, immediately jumped to his feet, "Celia, don't spout nonsense."
"I'm just warning you, someone like you doesn't deserve to like anyone."
