She felt that Celia Sharon seemed very familiar with her. Perhaps they had known each other once, but she had no idea who Celia Sharon was—or rather, who she used to be before her plastic surgery.
Celia Sharon's face flushed red as she curled her lips into a sinister smile: "Scarlett... Scarlett Glenn... You finally came."
Scarlett Glenn narrowed her eyes. Celia Sharon's words—did she anticipate her arrival? Could it be... she was baiting her into a trap all along?
But, whether it was a trap or not, Scarlett Glenn couldn't afford to care anymore.
Her voice turned icy: "Tell me where Emilia Johnny is."
Celia Sharon let out a mocking laugh: "And what if I don't tell you? Frankly, I'd love to see the expression on your face when you see your darling Grandmother's corpse!"
In the past, Celia Sharon had always treated Scarlett Glenn with utmost respect, showing deference to her as a senior.
