Chapter 230. Trap for Norris - Part 3

He was glaring at me angrily, "Ivelle, if you can just sentence me to death like Caldwell. Because once I get out of here, I won't let you live a good life."

I sat in my seat as I watched him being taken away by the police. I looked at the untouched dishes of mine on the table.

I moved elegantly to eat up the food left. After all, the food was not cheap to put to waste.

"You're too calm. Didn't you hear what he had just said? How are you still in the mood to eat?" Liam Weld came in, looked at me, and said helplessly, "When he comes out, you will be miserable."

I took a few bites of my food and thought it tasted delicious. I looked at him and asked, "Don't you want some?"

He gave a loud cry and stood opposite me. He asked the waiter for a bowl and utensils and looked at me as he ate. "Are you really not afraid that he will come out and get back at you?"

Putting down the fork in my hand, I slowly took a sip of water and looked up at him.