"This afternoon, Olivia Lewis will return unharmed." His voice, moistened by red wine, was dark and low.
Adam Sinclair's anger subsided abruptly, and sensing that something was amiss, he asked, "Has something happened?"
"Nothing." He didn't plan on discussing this matter with anyone else.
Adam believed that he was hiding something! After a little thought, he sensitively noticed the key point, "Did Old Master Lawrence find out about Enna's existence? Does he not approve?"
"You don't need to worry about it, you just need to know Olivia will return unharmed this afternoon." He hung up the phone.
Soon, Adam called again.
Baron looked down and dragged the number to the do-not-disturb blacklist.
The world suddenly fell silent...
Baron Lawrence swirled his glass of red wine, gazing at the scenery outside the window. The 28th floor provided a panoramic view of everything below.
Suddenly, his phone vibrated, and a text message came in.
