Chapter 575

The middle-aged man ran over while on the phone. "Hailey, just focus on spending time with Harley. I'll come over once I park the car. Alright, alright. I'll be right up." The middle-aged man seemed approachable and honest when he smiled, but his every movement appeared devilish in Mayra's eyes. Gordon noticed something off about her. "Are you feeling sick?" "That's him. That's right. It's him," Mayra said. As the man approached, she grabbed Gordon's arm in terror. "I… Let's leave, okay? Gordon, I… I don't want to stay here anymore." He pursed his lips, not knowing what was going on with her. He couldn't be bothered to find out at this moment and grabbed her hand, leading her to the car. Once he had fastened her seat belt, he said, "We'll leave as soon as he moves his car." All the while, he kept his hand on her to comfort her. The middle-aged man was entirely absorbed in his own excitement and left as soon as he got into the car. Gordon stepped on the accelerator and dr