"Of course, all this is under my control; there's no need for your interference."
If it were any ordinary time, this man would never have shown such demeanour. Seeing her in this state at this moment, the figure hiding in the shadows laughed as if heartily amused.
Yet his laughter was reminiscent of a demon from hell, sending chills down the spine.
His echoing laughter in the room, had everyone in the crowd looking around, trying to figure out where he was hiding.
Under countless gazes and searches, no one could pinpoint his location.
In the end, a wisp of black smoke appeared, the window swung open as if gently pushed by the wind, and the laughter gradually faded.
Even for a puppet master like Andrew, there were always people pulling his strings.
Everyone was just like this, manipulating each other, ultimately achieving their own unique objectives.
