The next day, I woke up late but felt invigorated by the sun coming in through the glass windows. Did a few stretching and immediately went down to see what's for breakfast only to be shocked by the presence of a visitor, the lady in red in the office of Richard is in our kitchen sitting on a chair. Though she is not in red, I could not forget her pretty face. She still looks stunning in white now though I noticed she is not in good mood as early this morning, she also looks domineering. She is talking to my mother and they haven't noticed my presence. So I hurriedly backed off to where I can't be seen but could clearly hear what they were talking about.
"Do me a favor of warning her before I do it personally to her, for sure you will not like my method. Don't make yourself regret it later."
I think I was really late because as soon as she said it, she hurriedly went out without saying goodbye and without looking back she throw bullet on our floor. I think it's an empty shell... but yes, it's a bullet...
I gasped for breath. To whom is the warning for? Why send warning through my mom? By just this simple gesture, indeed, her method is unlikable.