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Chapter 932
The woman pretended not to hear him and urged, ’Eat before the food gets cold."
Isaac frowned as she was clearly avoiding the subject.
He asked, "May I know why you're keeping me here?"
"I don't understand what you're saying," the woman said and turned to leave.
The furrow over Isaac's brow only deepened.
Marie left the house and went to Thomas, her husband, who was working at the vineyard.
Thomas sat on the ground and took off his gloves.
Marie sat beside him and asked, "What should we do with that man?"
Thomas kept his gaze lowered and ate in silence, probably unable to come up with anything.
Marie then suggested gingerly, ' Why don't we just let him go?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThomas kept eating in silence, and it was only when he was done that he looked up and repeated, "Let him go?"
"Yes," Marie nodded. "He's a Zidonian. He probably isn't-"
"Don't you think it's weird he showed up here, in such an isolated location?" Thomas asked, staring at his wife. "Our
vineyard is a cover to what is in the back. You know it must never be discovered, and what do you think would
happen to us if he reveals our location? Don't forget how we got here in the first place!"
Marie quickly turned silent, afraid to mention it again.
Still, she soon complained, "He keeps asking me questions. I don't know what I should tell him."
Thomas thought about it. "Just pretend you don't understand him."
But that was exactly what Marie had been doing!
"If we're not going to release him, are we supposed to keep him here forever?" she asked. "What if the higher-ups
come over and see him?"
"Just keep him in the cellar. We don't kill," Thomas said, putting away his plate and returning to work, leaving Marie
to clean up.
Isaac was still sitting on his bed, and he had not been eating.
When Marie returned and saw him leaving the food untouched, she said," You should eat."
Isaac stayed still, so she added, "If we wanted to, we would've killed you when we found you."
Her words left Isaac's heart skipping a beat-who were these people?!
"It's not poisoned. Don't starve yourself to death," Marie said and left.
Isaac listened as she walked away, and he got to his feet, feeling his way outside.
There was a door, and he opened it.
He had heard a man's voice aside from Marie's, and there seemed to be no one else with them.
He needed to be sure that there was no one else outside.
And whenever Marie entered or exited, he would listen attentively to determine where the door was.
He had to stumble around, but he eventually made it out.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe could taste the difference in the air, and he kept walking further out-if there were any others, they would see
him too.
After all, Marie was clearly playing dumb with him and refused to answer any of his questions!
Clang!
Isaac suddenly tripped over something and caused a huge ruckus.
Marie came over then. "Why did you come outside?"
Isaac stayed still without moving while Marie studied him from head to toe.
He was wearing a suit when Thomas brought him in, and with that towering figure of his, he looked just like some
sort of undercover agent here to investigate them.
And this place was supposed to be isolated and beyond everyone's reach!
"Go back inside. It's dangerous out here," Marie urged.
"It's not safe in there either," Isaac retorted.
Marie was stumped for a moment. "I told you-we won't kill you, and we could've just left you to die and save
ourselves the trouble."
"Then why won't you let me go?" Isaac asked. "Because you might tell on us," Marie replied.