"Do you have a death wish? Coming to my doorstep to die?" The moment Terrence Grant saw king, the gentle expression he'd worn just moments before vanished without a trace. In its place was a sinister, terrifying look.
"Don't worry, Mr. Grant. I just came to thank Seraphina for her help." King had already witnessed Terrence Grant's terrifying power. The fate of Tony and his men was so gruesome that even hardened mercenaries couldn't bear to look. You absolutely could not cross a man like this; otherwise, a tragic end was all that awaited.
"Seraphina?" Terrence Grant's face, already as dark as the bottom of a wok, darkened several shades further. His voice dropped. "Roy, you aren't that familiar with Seraphina. You can call her Miss Sterling, or use her full name, Seraphina Sterling!"
