The whole room fell into boundless silence, where even a pin drop could be heard.
First, it was the dead rat at the law firm. Now, this skull—all of it an undeniably sinister warning.
Serena Stanton was at a complete loss.
Who on earth hated her so much, threatening her time and again?
As a cross-border investment lawyer, she didn't have to directly face ruthless criminals the way criminal lawyers did.
While waiting for the police to arrive, calmness and fear warred within her.
Serena gripped her phone tightly, her fingertips turning pale from the force, breath unable to even out for a long time.
She thought of calling Jasper, but he was all the way in Munich on business. Telling him would only make him worry needlessly.
She was no longer that little girl who used to panic and wait helplessly for rescue whenever something happened.
