CHAPTER 232

“So you tell me now… What made me sick? Motherfucker!” Medusa’s eyes shone in the dark. She didn’t know for how long he had been observing her, so she couldn’t just attack him straight away. “What do you know?”

“Only two kinds of people give excuses,” Gabe said in a normal voice after realizing that she was able to perfectly hear him despite being far away. “Lazy people and those who have things to hide. It’s obvious that you belong to the second category. So, I’m not going to trust anything that comes out of your mouth.”

“So, you don’t agree with my words that there’s so much sickness in the world,” Medusa coldly blurted, getting closer with every step she took forward. “Just the other day, I bought some ‘fresh’ apples at a store,” she said. “Yes, I buy things, too, because I lead a double life. But those apples smelled like petroleum to me. I did some research and found out that these ‘smart fresh’ apples were being treated with petroleum-derived gasses to keep them appearing fresh
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