My Deadly Bride

It was her!

Kim Taeyeon, who was not far from the Blonde Woman, recognized her immediately.

The Blonde Woman's frenzied behavior just now had nearly left Kim Taeyeon traumatized:

Her hands painted with scarlet nail polish, the pale blue veins bulging along her neck, her pathologically dilated pupils, and her inhuman howls had all sent chills down Kim Taeyeon's spine.

But even more unnerving than her frightening appearance was the bizarre sight of her kneeling on the ground, violently smashing her forehead against the railing while muttering fragmented English and meaningless sobs.

It was a posture of sacrifice, tinged with the joy of impending death.

"Was she the one who planted the bomb that exploded earlier?"

Though she had yet to receive an answer, Kim Taeyeon had already vaguely confirmed it in her heart. This was indeed something a madwoman would do.

Kim Taeyeon had also known there might be an attack today. Meng Tao had not avoided her when discussing the threatening letter earlier, so she had been aware of it.

She just had not expected everyone's predictions to be so far off.

It was not Lin Yuan's security team's fault, because everyone had made rational deductions:

The suspect might have been a professional sent by some rival, or perhaps some lone-wolf attacker. They had investigated and watched potential suspects along those lines.

Yet no one had expected the real suspect to be a brain-dead obsessive fan?

And such a stunningly beautiful woman, at that.

They had been trapped in a blind spot. No wonder their efforts had completely missed the mark.

All Kim Taeyeon could hope now was that the Blonde Woman was merely bluffing and did not actually have any large explosives.

"Ma'am, calm down!"

Following the voice, Kim Taeyeon saw Meng Tao step forward.

Meng Tao