"What kind of guarantee are you asking for?" she replied. "The money?"
Daniel shook his head slowly.
"No," he said with a faint smile that carried a hint of cruelty. "The guarantee that you will definitely make Jenny suffer."
Lana looked at him with genuine puzzlement, her brows knitting together slightly.
"When did I say I would make Jenny suffer?"
The moment those words left her mouth, Daniel's eyes narrowed sharply.
Before he could speak, however, Lana suddenly smiled faintly.
"Do you really think I don't know that you have the power to record voices?"
Daniel's eyes widened instantly.
He stared at Lana with disbelief written all over his face.
'How does she know that?'
That ability was a secret known only to a few maidservants and a handful of people within the household. No outsider should have known about it.
Yet Lana had just spoken about it so casually.
In reality, Lana had only guessed.
