"A fight to the bitter end?"
Kris Cooper laughed, his lips curling upwards in a brazen, unrestrained smirk.
"Minister Zhou, a broken net can be mended, but a dead fish can never be brought back to life." Kris Cooper narrowed his eyes and took another step towards her. "Moreover, Minister Zhou, do you truly believe you have that capability?"
Gazing at the young man before her, Liliana Davis couldn't help but shiver. In that instant, her usual confidence had vanished completely.
She unconsciously retreated another step. Her black high heels were now at the very edge of the rooftop slab, just two centimeters from a fall.
Kris Cooper watched her coldly, his words ground out from between his teeth.
"Therefore, everything you've inflicted on Vera, I will repay to you tenfold."
"Kris!" Vera Wave hurried over, panting, her laptop bag in hand. "I'm so exhausted..."
Seeing the two of them standing on the rooftop, she froze.
"Aunt... Aunt Liliana?!"
