Everly had asked this after Aldo—the blonde muscular maid—reported his suspicions. Based on footage from the hidden cameras he'd installed throughout the manor last night, like some paranoid security obsessed housewife—this assassin group didn't seem connected to the distant Qin family.
The assassin wiped blood from her mouth with the back of her hand, matching Everly's cold grin with one of her own.
"You think I'll just tell you? I'd rather die than give you shit!"
She rose to her feet, scanning the room. The other maids who'd been serving food had vanished like cockroaches. Jeremy had shoved the decoy-Everly out of harm's way but stayed in the dining room himself, keeping a safe distance so he wouldn't interrupt Everly's idea of "fun."
"Haha, even without you telling me, I can already guess who sent you~"
Everly's tone dripped with smugness, though her body remained coiled and ready. Good thing too—mid-sentence, the assassin hurled her knife straight at Everly's head.
