"Over my dead body," Yue Ning whispered.
The waiter left the catering room with the tray balanced carefully in his hands. She waited for a few seconds before slipping out from behind the shelf, her heels making no sound against the floor.
The system's voice sounded low in her mind and filled with warning, 'He's heading toward the banquet hall.'
"I can see that," she muttered, her body blending with the shadows as the corridor opened into the dazzling glow of the reception.
Applause erupted. The newlyweds had just entered, hand in hand. Cameras flashed, violins sounded through the air, and waiters moved elegantly among the crowd. The atmosphere shimmered with celebration and wealth.
The waiter she followed moved straight toward the long table reserved for the couple and their family. Her pulse jumped instantly.
"That's the one carrying the spiked glass." She murmured under her breath.
"Estimated thirty seconds before it reaches the targets," the system said.
