Chapter 218 Michael Luther Who Was Two-Faced

Michael smiled lightly. There was indeed a story behind this tea set. He looked at the back of his hand with the corner of his eyes. The redness had faded significantly, but it was still visible. He squinted his eyes and smirked. He saw a tall and muscular man standing next to a pickup truck. His back was facing the street, his face facing the door of the driver’s seat. He did not know what the man was doing. If someone was to walk past him right now, they would be able to see the man’s arms shaking slightly. Michael rubbed the back of his hand again. His brows were knitted together. He was dissatisfied. Then, he gritted his teeth and pinched the flesh on the back of his hand viciously. He twisted it 270 degrees with all his might before placing it under the sun. Hey! He was much happier now. He closed the car door happily and turned around to walk back to the woman. “Are you done?” “Yes.” “You took so long.” “I’m not familiar with the roads here. I made a wrong turn into an