Chapter 421
- One recording could only corner that pack of scum. It wouldn’t wipe them out. She had to wait, at least until she could yank their money-making “tree” up by the roots.
- After her snarky takedown, Liu Qiang’s face went sour, flushing and paling in turns like a thunder god changing masks.
- Zayla Steele sat back on the couch and rang for a server.