"How dare you?" He bellowed. As this was going on, the hurting Joanna stood up from the couch.
Unfortunately, she couldn't stand on her left foot because of the shard of glass stuck into her feet.
"Aren't you eager to know my identity?" Amos asked, his fierce glares concentrated on Mr Aidan's face.
"Let me tell you who I am so listen carefully and prepare for your doom," Amos said. He released the man's neck and walked a step backwards.
[He is not gonna seriously reveal his identity here right?]
Joanna's eyes moved from Amos back to the place she discovered a webcam was hidden.
Her heart began to beat rapidly when she imagined what the culprit would use the video to do.
"I… AM… YOUR…," The collision of a body followed by the firm hand wrapped around his waist made him unable to finish his words.
"Don't say it," She said in almost a whisper. He tried to unwrap her hand around his waist but Joanna held on tight.
