"How come Mom is coming now?" Yura asked, confused.
Chen Zhao was about to get up and open the door when Bill grabbed him. "Don't open the door. It's not Boss."
"It's not?" Chen Zhao glanced at him. "Are you sure?"
"Wait." Bill grabbed his phone and called Chen Zhao's mother, but it wouldn't connect. "Signal disturbance!"
Bill put the phone down, expression turning grave.
"Are you sure it's not Yura's mom out there?"
"Yes. Boss wouldn't come at this time. It wasn't Boss who'd spoken earlier either. It was an edited voice."
"Who's out there? Using such high-tech things?"
"Mr. Chen, take Miss Yura and hide inside the room."
"Are you saying it'll be dangerous?"
Bill turned back and glanced at Chen Zhao. "It won't be simply dangerous."
"Can you take care of it by yourself?"
"I don't even know the situation." Bill put on a tank top and took two guns out of a nearby case.
"Give me one."
