When the four arrived and stood outside an apartment unit on the seventeenth floor, the door opened to reveal a woman in her late thirties, holding a baby boy in her arms. She looked at them with a slight smile on her face. However, it was obvious that she hadn't been faring well these days, given how pale her face looked.
The moment the mother welcomed them, a scream only Shen Minyao, Jiang Chen, and Li Fei'er heard came from the inside. They were greeted by a heavy atmosphere that almost suffocated Li Fei'er, so much that she needed to dry-heave and stood behind Shen Minyao.
"Miss Xia, thank you for accepting our request for the interview," Jiang Chen said in a professional tone. "These are my assistant, Lu Anqi, and my fellow consultants, Miss Shen and Miss Li."
"I didn't expect that your team would consist of young people," the woman called Miss Xia spoke, looking at the three women wearing the same school uniform her deceased daughter used to wear.
