Ruby Mercer held a wine glass in one hand, supporting her other hand, and slowly turned around. Her previously icy demeanor suddenly exploded.
The sound of high heels "thud, thud, thud" beat on the man's heart, and with each step she took closer, the man's panic increased.
Cold sweat as big as beads hung on his forehead and face, his eyes wide with fear.
"R-Ruby Mercer, I'm telling you, I'm not afraid of you. Give me back my child."
Ruby Mercer stood straight in front of the man who was half a head shorter than her, her phoenix eyes glanced at him contemptuously. She took a sip of her wine and then extended her long, white hand, and turned the wine glass upside down.
The crimson wine trickled down from the man's head, covering his face with red liquid. The surrounding people showed expressions of horror, wondering what on earth this woman intended to do!
Ruby Mercer asked with a crooked smile, "Who sent you here?"
