C215 The Hush Money

"Don't cry." Anson said.

Margaret looked at Anson and cried intermittently, "Anson, you... What are you doing... Roar at me, I... Did I do something wrong?"

Anson rolled his eyes impatiently and growled, "Margaret, I won't let you cry anymore. Can you shut up? Do you still want to solve the problem or not?"

"Let me ask you, how did you come to this room