The moment Melody Thorne's figure exited the conference room, Jared Quinn's previously pleasant demeanor shifted dramatically as he turned icy, his stern features exuding a chilling aura aimed at those old geezers.
The atmosphere in the conference room remained oppressively gloomy all afternoon; not to mention leaving work early, they almost felt like they were about to perish in that room.
In Harold Chapman's prison, Sheryl Lancaster was completely locked up, while Luna Lancaster stood outside the door, looking at the woman she once called sister, clenching her fingers tightly. "If you hadn't been so ruthless to me before, how could I possibly choose to help Jared Quinn? I am your blood sister, and to help you deal with that vixen, I almost died. And you? To shut me up, you didn't hesitate to threaten my life!"
