Chapter 110 Rare Tenderness

At the moment the door was pushed open, Maxwell's sharp gaze instinctively sharpened, focusing on her as if she were a dangerous intruder. Maxwell sat behind the desk with his eyes fixed on her, repeatedly cleaning the gun in his hand with a cloth, making it shine.

Upon seeing her, Maxwell's sharp gaze softened with a tinge of guilt, no longer as terrifyingly wary. Flora's face turned pale at the sight of the gun in his hand. The sound of a bullet-shattering glass echoed in her ears once again, a sound that seemed to come from another world, mixed with ominous significance, instantly claiming the souls of those two men!

She hadn't even had a chance to see how he had fired the gun. This man, she truly had to doubt whether he was even human! How could a normal person possess such astonishing skill? How could he appear so calm after killing them?

Flora's body trembled uncontrollably. It was difficult to imagine that after angering him so many times, she was still alive in this world. It