Chapter 521 Identified the Murderer 　

Before Grayson could react, Belle was also woken up. She shot straight up from his arms.

Her abrupt movements out of confusion accidentally hit Grayson in the crotch without a hint of restraint.

Grayson pursed his lips as he desperately held in the pain.

The still confused Belle sat up on the bed with her messy long hair draped over.

"Huh? Who? Where? What's that noise?"

She turned around to find the phone ringing on the nightstand. Rubbing her eyes, she frowned as she stared daggers into Grayson.

"Can't you put your phone on mute? It's early in the morning! God…"

Belle angrily pulled over the blanket and lay back down on the bed with her back facing Grayson.

He gritted his teeth in anger, still unable to make a sound.

It took some more time for the pain to dissipate. When he could move again, he picked up the phone and went into the bathroom.

His first course of action was to check on his comrade in arms. After confirming its safety, he finally let out a long sigh and picked