Punish evil and promote good, these four words pierced her heart like a knife.
A dull pain throbbed in her chest, she held her breath, trying to speak, but no sound came out, as if a stone pressed against her chest, even her breathing was held back.
A sense of suffocation engulfed her mind, leaving it blank, only able to feel the difficulty in breathing.
"Search your conscience, have you lived up to it!? When faced with problems, you only avoid them. This is not the Mabel Doyle I know!" Donald's words were heavy, almost as if trying to knock some sense into his disciple.
Once, she was his pride, strong, not afraid of hardships, not taking losses, always facing challenges head-on, this kind of spirit was strongly advocated by the police.
Therefore, the upper echelons within the FBI were very optimistic about her, believing she had a promising future, who would have known…
