Hearing Alice Turner say this, the woman's expression instantly turned sinister, and she stepped forward, closing in on Alice, "Hurry up and tell me! Where exactly is Anthony right now?"
Her facial expression was sinister, and her tone was even more menacing.
"Wasn't he in the room? He was still there when I left earlier." Alice Turner showed no signs of fear, facing the woman head-on, with an aura of righteousness.
The woman knew Alice was deliberately playing dumb, and her face grew even more sinister, "Don't give me that nonsense, where is Anthony really?"
As she finished speaking, the woman reached out and grabbed Alice's arm with surprising force, seemingly trying to crush it.
"I don't know."
If it were any other woman, she might have already screamed for pain, but Alice Turner had been training in Taekwondo since childhood, and in the past five years, she had endured brutal training with Anthony.
