Coming out of the room, Bria Alvarez's knees buckled, almost causing her to kneel on the ground, she had to lean against the wall to steady herself.
Her back was already soaked with cold sweat, sticking stickily to her body.
At this moment, her phone rang. Bria picked it up and glanced at it.
It was a message from Tiffany Wood, asking how her talks with the buyer were going.
She heard Agave Rinto's words again in her mind, "A person's road to death often starts with his own cleverness."
If she knew the other party was Agave Rinto, she wouldn't have had the guts to plot against him, even if she had ten times the courage.
She started to imagine how to prepare her last rites.
