Chapter 330
"I believe contract killings are part of your mercenary services, Sir Winter?" She asked in a serious tone.
Oliver raised a brow externally, while nodding internally. He was right. She was indeed going for that.
"It does, young lady. Could it be that you..." He paused and looked at her, appearing a bit surprised.
She picked up her tea cup and took a sip. "Yes, Mr. Winter, you are thinking in the right direction. I do need your services in that area."
"Hmm." Oliver glanced at her and then added, "It's possible, but I would need to know the target first before making any deals."
She seemed to have expected it long ago. "My siblings." She dropped the bomb-like sentence casually. Mentioning killing her siblings as if it was an everyday matter for her.
The way her expression remained calm and unfazed, it showed just how ruthless she was.
"Pardon me for asking, but are you really sure that you want to do this?" He asked in a serene tone.
