Chapter 27 News Was Not Completely Fake

"Don"t move." Iverson"s cold voice rang in Amanda"s eardrums. In this narrow space, even if Amanda wanted to make a move, there was not much room for her to make a move. Just as she thought that if she pushed herself against him with her knees at this time, it would not be considered biting the hand that fed her, Iverson said something. "Didn"t I tell you not to move while pressing your wounds?" Iverson had already removed the handkerchief from her hand and pressed it against the wound on her neck. Amanda was taken aback. Luckily, she didn"t raise her knee that was ready to strike. "Umm...it"s no longer bleeding." "Are you sure?" Following Iverson"s gaze, Amanda lowered her head and saw fresh blood dripping down her neck, dyeing her white shirt red. She cried out in surprise and immediately felt the pain in her neck. It was much worse than before. "Mr. Byran, I"ll do it myself." "No need. Just stay