Eric pressed the gun coldly to Mrs. Miller's forehead. "Mrs. Miller, are you afraid?"
Mrs. Miller struggled to maintain her dignified composure. "What do you think you're doing? I simply invited Mrs. Nelson here for a friendly visit! Do you have any evidence to claim I kidnapped her?"
"Evidence? My recording device captured everything—surely you recognize your own bodyguards? Now, tell me, what would it feel like to have a bullet go through your head?" Eric's voice dripped with icy menace. Without a lesson, this woman would still believe herself to be invincible.
"Don't… don't do anything rash! This is a lawful society!" Mrs. Miller's face went pale as her legs began to tremble.
One pull of the trigger, and she'd be finished.
Ella watched the scene, cold and steady. Eric might have been extreme, but he was doing this for her, and she knew he had his reasons.
