"Don't come any closer!" Sophie Smith shouted, her shrill voice barely audible in the torrential rainy night.
"Don't move recklessly. Do you want to die?" Enzo Land shouted at her. If this woman died, how could he defeat Asher Land?
"Sophie, don't do anything stupid!"
On the other end of the phone, Asher Land seemed to sense something; his eyes were bloodshot, as if driven by a bloodthirsty urge.
Fearing Sophie might act rashly, Enzo Land simply tossed the phone to her.
"Miss Smith, you cannot afford to die. Whatever the issue, discuss it properly with Third Young Master Land." Enzo Land said unexpectedly.
Sophie picked up the phone, trembling, and pointed the camera at herself. She looked at the disheveled woman on the screen and laughed. Ha, she looked ghastly hideous.
Asher Land, could this be the last time you see me?
And in such an ugly way?
She smiled faintly, but it was a smile worse than crying.
