Chapter 90: Delivery

“Hit her body and make sure she's dead after that. I don't care whatever you decide to do with her as long as she is no longer breathing, it's fine,” Roxanne continued. Her voice was too viscous that made Mrs Roswell kneeled down again and bursted out crying.

“This..” Mr Roswell shivered.

Indenial were written in their faces but no one dared to speak a word anymore.

“If you're still not convinced, you can talk to the guy in the prison,” Hendrix's cold voice broke the awkward silence.

Mrs Roswell suddenly ran away followed by her husband leaving his parents and his secret inside the office.

“Are you still going to support her?” he queried while his eyes darted at his mother.

Wilma's lips parted but she quickly avoided his gaze. “Let's talk again tomorrow, son. I'm tired from long hours of travel,” she immediately excused.

Hendrix watched his parents hastily walk to the door as if someone was after them. He placed his knuckles on his chin as his lips twitched and silently waited