Chapter 646

"You see, they're right next to you, staring at you. They say, Reginald Ackerley, how cold-hearted you are." A sudden gust of wind swept past, making the surroundings feel eerie and unsettling. Reginald took an involuntary step back as if he could genuinely feel eyes boring into him. His throat felt ridiculously dry. Tonight, he'd barely eaten and had only downed a few glasses of alcohol, yet the sensation was unbearable. Broderick Ackerley followed outside, his arm around Leslie Cross' waist. Meanwhile, Reginald's car roared off into the night. Broderick reached out, lightly brushing Leslie’s arm. "Cold?" Without waiting for an answer, he quickly took off his jacket and wrapped it around her. "You up to your usual tricks again?" Leslie chuckled, "Sure am. Thought I’d give Reginald a bit of a scare." Reginald, after getting into his car, felt a wave of exhaustion hit him like a freight train. Ignoring Bethany Ackerley for now, he shut his eyes and fell straight asleep. Suddenly, he wok