Alix once again found herself sitting in the visitor room's chair as she waited. The door opened and a figure stepped in - one who wasn't Jin.
He casually took his seat and faced Alix with a smile. "Wow. Not in a million years had I expected your visit to this lowly criminal. What brings you here?"
"Don't you already know?"
"I don't know what you are talking about."
"You were always good at feigning ignorance," she sneered.
She pulled out her phone and showed him the latest news. "You are somehow behind this, aren't you?"
He raised his brow. "Seems like your sister is not up to the mark. Repeating the same mistakes even now. I wonder how she is doing."
"You are behind this, aren't you?"
"Miss. Ren Alix. I am in prison. That model is in Paris. I fail to understand the connection."
