The sharp edges of these photos cut Bai Man's hand, and blood dripped onto the ground.
The air was tinged with a faint scent of blood, creating a sense of discomfort.
The photographs had been stained with blood, and after trying to tear them for a while, she lost her strength and slumped onto the cold floor.
But each time her gaze fell upon the photos, her chest felt as if it was being pierced with a needle, the pain was unbearable.
Restlessness and unease welled up inside her, and she crumpled the unfinished torn photos into a ball!
Shen Chi looked at her with disdain, and sneered, "They are just copies, after all."
His message couldn't have been clearer: tearing up the photos was useless; he had plenty more on his computer.
Bai Man looked up, her eyes red and fearful.
"How will you destroy these photos?" she struggled to keep herself calm.
"In two days, Shen Group will acquire all shares of the Bai Family company. Do you agree?" said Shen Chi indifferently.
