Chapter 97. He’s Probably a Psycho

“Yep,” Drew didn’t even bat an eye as he lied, “Your forehead is bleeding. You need to undergo a proper check-up at least.”

Cristelle touched her forehead and let out a whimper. Drew was right. She didn’t even notice that she was bleeding.

“Cristelle, why is Diego also here?” Drew asked the question he knew Linford wanted to ask.

“Why would I know?” Cristelle was still pissed off, mentioning that man, “He’s probably a psycho.”

A psycho?

A faint smile showed up on Linford’s thin lips.

“You don’t want to see him?” Drew asked.

“I hope he can disappear. I don’t even know why he’s following me all the time,” Cristelle looked so sick and tired as she mentioned Diego’s name, “Every time he shows up, I’ll need to buy a new cell phone. That guy is a disaster.”

The smile on Linford’s lips stretched.

“I’ll buy you a new one,” He suddenly meddled in their conversation.

The whole space fell silent.

Linford instantly figured out ho