The sudden scream, along with the hysterical shout of the stranger with the headscarf, caused the woman who had been taking a selfie to immediately freeze. She was too close for escape to be a possibility. Ivy Aretha's first instinct was to cover her belly with both hands...
"Ivy Aretha, go to hell!"
The piercing scream tore through the clear sky, exploding at the entrance of Osmanthus Manor. Ivy Aretha, tightly covering her abdomen with both hands, shrank back in fear. The sharp dagger was thrust towards her chest in the blink of an eye...
There was no time to escape, not even the bodyguards fifty meters away could react in time. Ivy Aretha could only watch wide-eyed as the dagger was thrust towards her. The next moment, the sound of the sharp blade plunging into flesh sounded clearly in her ear. Ivy felt her heart stop in that instant, yet the expected pain didn't come.
Only when she looked down did she see the scarlet blood pouring out from... Lina Miller's chest.
"Lina!!!"
