Like a frog skinned alive, lying naked on the dissection table.
Jing's fingertips trembled slightly, a flush rising on her face.
Is this... the power of the villainous big BOSS?
Excitement, fear, thrill...
Countless emotions intertwined, making her feel dizzy and light-headed.
"This is the power of intelligence." Anne's voice echoed in her ear with a hint of a seductive smile, "Now, you are the hunter, and he is the prey. What you have to do is use this information to find his most vulnerable weakness, and then... strike hard."
She reached out her hand, gently stroking Jing's back as if soothing a restless kitten.
Yet her tone was chilling enough to make one shiver:
"I have already arranged the stage for you. I will be checking your work anytime. Jane, remember what I said—I hate people who are soft-hearted. Since he offended you, he should pay the price. I want to see a perfect revenge."
