Chapter 303 Don't Forget Whose Woman You Are

• Cynthia White stood motionless, her expression filled with confusion. The voice on the other end of the phone had a lazy tone, but the underlying coldness was unmistakable. With a hint of chill in the tone, it gradually seeped into Cynthia White's heart.
• The deep sense of oppression, like being watched by a cheetah in the dark night, appeared lazy on the surface, but the actions were exceptionally ruthless.
• Cynthia White paused, feeling a sense of familiarity in the voice, but she couldn't recall where she had heard it before... However, since it was spoken in Spanish, it was likely someone she had encountered abroad...