Although things didn't go entirely according to plan, Leslie's descent into corruption continued.
The aura of dominance around her kept growing stronger.
However, just as this aura was about to reach its peak, it suddenly stopped.
Owen was stunned for a moment, then saw Leslie step by step walk toward him.
Her steps were slow, her beautiful eyes fixed on Owen, with a faint questioning expression on her face.
"Why? Owen, do you really want to leave me this much?"
Since appearing here, Leslie had been paying close attention to Owen's every move.
If she hadn't intervened just now, Owen might have really died at Andrew's hands.
Though she didn't understand why, she had a strong premonition—Owen must have sensed this moment in advance!
He did it on purpose!
Owen had intended to leave her deliberately!
Under Leslie's slightly questioning gaze, Owen remained silent.
