Of course, as to whether it was her "last wish," she didn't have the time to delve into that. She was just truly angered and now was simply retaliating.
Besides, she never liked having her hands and feet bound; it made her feel terribly constricted and suffocated.
Just in time.
An employee knocked on the door and came in, "Miss Qiao, everything is ready. The meeting will start in two minutes. Please prepare yourself."
"Okay, thank you."
"You're welcome."
The employee left.
Qiao Xiguan looked at herself in the mirror once more. Her face was clean and unadorned yet still so beautiful. Within that beauty was a clear sense of vulnerability that made one unable to resist the urge to be protective.
She suddenly felt very fortunate, this face had afforded her many opportunities to "act."
A smirk crossed her lips as she turned and walked toward the conference room.
The employee gestured the countdown with his hands, three, two, one!
Qiao Xiguan walked into the conference room.
