Chapter 696. Any Suspect

El Deols, Anthanna

Rex walked back into the room to meet Adrian still unconscious on the chair. He scoffed and stared at him for a moment, getting increasingly angry with every second. He eventually sighed and shook his head in a bid to dismiss his anger. He reached for the bottle of water by side of the room and sprinkle some of the water on Adrian’s face, making him jerk up.

Adrian tried to move further but couldn’t due to his restriction on the chair. He opened his eyes slowly and gasped in shock as his vision got clear enough to see Rex’s face in front of him. Then, he remembered he was still in captivity.

“Oh, sh*t!” he cursed under his breath and shook his head slowly. He was feeling a banging headache, a result of hitting his head when he fell. “Why am I f**king here, can’t you just kill me already?”

Rex squatted in his front. “Be patient man, death will come for you at the right time,” he said and slapped his cheek lightly before standing. “If Sheila