Chapter 137 Go Find Her Body

It was so absurd that Cressida's mind went blank. She looked up, but she saw that Tristan was not joking at all. He was just standing there, waiting for her to reply. Cressida opened her mouth, but her throat was so dry and tight that she couldn't squeeze a single word out of herself. Right as both of them were in a stalemate, someone opened the door. It was Luther who stood at the door with a thermos in hand. Tristan didn't even turn his head. It was as if there was nobody at the door at all. Luther looked past him and turned his gaze to Cressida. "I just heard from the police that you told them that Natasha had killed you in the past," said Luther, ignoring Tristan's existence. He questioned Cressida, asking, "What does that mean?" Cressida suddenly felt very tired as she looked at Luther's face, which was twisted in anger. All she wanted at the moment was to make Luther get out of her sight. She pointed outside the window and said in a dry but clear voice, "The abandoned Thir