Chapter 165

The man's tall figure was veiled in the moonlight as if a layer of thin mist draped over him. The cold, silvery light fell on his shoulders as he took long strides forward. His stunning face was heart-stopping, and it captivated Felicia's gaze. It was Stephan Russell! He was still carrying a small white puppy in his arms. His long, pale fingers idly pinched the scruff of its neck, keeping it subdued. The puppy didn't dare to resist, letting out soft whimpers from time to time. Seeing Stephan appear here made Felicia's expression shift noticeably. When did he arrive? How much had he seen? The happiest person at that time, however, was none other than Shawn Fuller. When he saw another person show up, Shawn's first thought was that he might be saved. His eyes twinkled with hope as he yelled, "Help! Please! This wicked girl is trying to kill me!" The distance from the pit to the waterfall was not long, but a trail had been dragged across the ground, leaving blood stains on the grass