Zhou Ling, seeing the love in Mo Xing's eyes, felt her heart shatter. She had lost—lost him, lost her brother, lost everything. But her hatred for Anna burned brighter than ever.
"This isn't over," Zhou Ling hissed, her voice dripping with venom. "I'll make you pay for this, Anna. I'll make you both pay."
Anna smirked. She did not know how many times she had heard this, but this time it made her heart turn even chillier. Zhou Ling had once tried to destroy her life but failed terribly. There was a chill in her smile that did not go past Zhou Ling.
Before Zhou Ling could react, Anna said even more chillingly, "Oh yeah? And how will you do that?"
Zhou Ling's face twisted with rage. "You ruined everything, Anna! You took him from me. You destroyed my family. I'll make you suffer for this!"
