C39 She Was like a Sheep in the Tiger's Den and There Was Still a Long Way to Go

After hanging up the phone, Harris' gaze returned to Jeanne.

Perhaps it was because she had just washed her face, but the hair on her forehead was already wet. Her face was as white as jade without any makeup, and her face was as beautiful as a peach blossom.

Even though she tried her best to hide it, her slightly red eyes were still obvious. It was obvious that she had just cried