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Chapter 1029: Falling into the Quagmire Again (3)

The more Dolores thought about it, the more terrifying it became, in fact, the Puoro family outside had been hollowed out, and everyone from the master to the housekeeper had become a blood clan? And these things should have nothing to do with Adler, and he must have something to do with this person if he will be stuffed into this body. But now she is more remorseful, she didn't escape just now, and now it seems to have entered an even more desperate space.

Dolores said by these two people was in a cold sweat, and she was even more confused, who is this person? And what the hell is he going to do?

The man took off his gloves, and the hands in the gloves were of course slender and pale that were not disappointing, they were a pair of artist's hands, and the man stepped forward, "Adler has amnesia, so you should also have amnesia, right?" Miss Tania? Or Miss Dolores? ”

He even knew who he was? The shock in her eyes betrayed her, and the man continued to laugh, "So I guessed wrong, you still have memories." ”

Dolores took a step back in fright, "You...... How do you know who I am? ”

"I know everything." The man spoke quite in a good tone, his voice was calm but irrepressibly cold.

Dolores raised his eyes to look at him, stared directly, and then smiled contemptuously, although the man stared at him condescendingly, now that Dolores was not afraid of anything, she had no way back but to go further, "Who are you?" ”

Dolores stared at him, making sure he had never seen such a person. But in terms of strength alone, there are not many people who can emit chilling breath in Nord, in addition to age and strong blood power, there are not many people who meet this condition, and there are many newborn blood clans who may not have seen a few until now.

Lorenzo counts one, Moro counts, Patrick barely counts, and the elders and patriarchs of the various parties should also be counted, but only ...... can be said to have something to do with Adler

"You're Francis!" Dolores thought about it, and there was only one possibility.

Francis laughed, the voice was hearty, but it sounded scary to Dolores' ears, "Oh, you're still quite smart, but you're not smart enough, in fact, if I were you, you should pretend to be amnesia, deny that you're Dolores, and you shouldn't guess who I am, you've seen all these things...... How could I possibly let you out, you say? And if you're amnesia, maybe...... If I let my guard down and let you go? Wouldn't it be nice to wait for an opportunity to escape? ”

Dolores felt frightened, all this was really not what she should know, she took a step back, "Then you can kill me." ”

Francis didn't hear what she said, "Moro is smarter than you, I think if it were her, she would have escaped." I've heard a lot of stories from Adler. ”

A nameless fire erupted in Dolores' heart, Francis was obviously stirring up trouble, but Dolores didn't know if she was angry that she was too stupid or something else, she was really angry.

Francis almost stepped on a certain rhythm, the heels of his shoes clattered on the smooth white floor tiles, and forced Dolores under a shelf behind him step by step, Dolores's body hit the iron shelf and made a rattling sound that scared her even more, her body almost fell under the shelf, but she didn't want to be too embarrassed, she didn't want to be worse than Morrow, she held the iron pole on the shelf and stabilized her body, she forced her head to look up at her, but her brain was blank.

Francis's finger ran across her face, "Don't be afraid, I'm not going to kill you." You're still of great use to me. ”

"I'm of no use to you, I've changed my body, and you can't threaten Ales with me as a hostage, as long as I don't admit it, no one will believe who I am." Dolores forced her composure and raised her eyes to stare at Francis.

"I didn't plan to take you hostage, then you will wrong me." The corners of Francis's mouth twitched, "Do you think you still have room to go back?" Are you a hostage? And you're not qualified to be a hostage anymore. ”

Dolores understood what Francis meant, but he didn't understand what Francis meant, "Do you think Ales will deny me?" ”

Francis raised an eyebrow noncommittally, "You don't believe it?" You don't believe it? It turns out that the gap between you and Morrow is much bigger than I thought. ”

"How is it possible, that's my home, my husband, my friends and dearest." Dolores scoffed, not believing what Francis said, "I think you're weak-hearted." Besides, you won't let me go back. ”

"I didn't intend to let you go back, but I wanted you to stay here willingly." Francis took it for granted, which made Dolores even more confused. "Well, I'll make a bet with you, if one day you're lucky enough to escape, and if they recognize you, I'll ...... I would like to make a request. ”

Dolores frowned, "You...... Do you think I can still get out? "What a person full of self-contradictions.

"Hmm, you gave up and ran away so quickly?" Francis became even more excited, and raised a hand to press her against the shelf, looking at her panicked expression, as if he was savoring some delicacy and half savoring her horror and her helplessness, as if that would make him even more excited.

"Adler once said that if you are compared to Moro Ales, you are too inferior and too much to be a worthless nobody, she has never understood why people with so many gaps can be friends, maybe Moro is giving you charity, I don't believe it, now it seems that Adler is not unreasonable. I haven't met Moro Ales, but I've heard that Moro Ales can often Adler off so much that he shouldn't be a very cute person, but you're pretty cute right now, silly and cute. Francis finished in one breath, but Dolores was inexplicably angry.

One bite is cute, and it is really disobedient to say it from such a Sven scum.

"I'm stupid, but I don't need you to say it, I don't know about it as well as Morlo, and I don't need you to tell me, Moro is not a charity to me, you and Adler won't understand this kind of thing, so it's useless for you to say so much." Dolores glared at him, forgetting that she was afraid, she was not timid, she was just used to relying on others, relying on her parents at home, relying on Moro at school, and later on Barnett, some of the things that melted into her bones she had long forgotten.