Chapter 1122 Interlude (Part One)

• But then it clicked—Madison Sawyer kind of had a point. When people are crushed by bad moods, they’re gonna find a way to vent, to bleed off the pressure. Like when he’d felt down before and gone to see Samantha Wembley—same idea, different outlet. Given Zheng Mingjie’s personality, he’d probably go all-in and drown himself in pleasure to blow off steam. So Madison’s bold idea really did poke right into a crack in Zheng Mingjie’s psyche.
• Madison jumped in, too: “Let me say it. The doctor told me to get some counseling a while back, so I’ve been reading up and trying to analyze Zheng Mingjie. I’m no pro, but I do know him a bit. From a psych angle, I think he’d do it. And come on, we’re out of options. Let’s just try.”
• Kate Penrose sucked in a breath, eyes wide on Madison. “Holy crap, Madison, are you really my little sister? I can’t believe you came up with this—and that psychoanalysis. That’s scary. If it were me or Chad coming up with it, fine, we’re old hands at street stuff. But you…” She trailed off, clearly thrown by how much Madison had changed.