"Are you drained of energy by Christopher Robinson or what? This is already your fourth cup of coffee since nine o'clock, aren't you afraid of sudden death?"
Amelia Cobb's gaze leisurely fell on the coffee cup in her hand, seemingly oblivious to the fact that she had consumed so much of it.
Amelia silently put down the coffee cup in her hand.
Jack Gates' eyes fell on the computer screen, seemingly contemplating, "Should we stop? If we scare them too much, I'm afraid they'll literally be scared to death."
"If they're that timid, they wouldn't have schemed to harm others in the first place."
Scared to death?
It wouldn't happen.
If it were that simple to scare them to death.
How tragic would that be?
Amelia leaned back in her chair, emanating a determined aura.
Planned for a long time, all for today.
Death?
That would be too easy on him.
Isn't it all for fame and fortune?
Then let her be crushed and discredited.
