Chapter 108

"Pity?" Ronan frowned, his voice cold, carrying a chilling tone.

Cordelia Locke swallowed hard, trying to maintain composure. "Those beggars and homeless people look so miserable, and those forced into stealing, it's because they have no money, so..."

As Cordelia Locke spoke, a malevolent and aggressive presence suddenly approached.

Ronan's tall and imposing figure leaned in, a face exquisite like a demon's appearing in front of her.

Cordelia Locke dared not move, innocent, watery eyes looking up at Ronan, her heart beating rapidly.

He was so close; was he going to kiss her?

Cordelia Locke even instinctively closed her eyes.

Just when she thought something was about to happen, a cold male voice interrupted.

"Cordelia, what you're doing is wrong. You not only encourage these people to seek unearned gains but also bring trouble to others."

Cordelia Locke opened her eyes in shock, and Ronan urged her to look into the mall.

Security guards were continuously dispersing the homeless, custom