Kidney-Harvesting Country, inside a certain compound.
Li Jiaojiao, her hands bound and kneeling on the ground, watched as Su Ningwei actually hung up on her. Her eyes brimmed with disbelief, fear, rage, and malice.
Li Jiaojiao cursed Su Ningwei ten thousand times in her heart.
Why had Su Ningwei been born in Rome?
Why did everyone revolve around Su Ningwei?
Why did Su Ningwei get to claim all the good things?
Why was even the husband Su Ningwei casually married ten thousand times better than the one she had married?
The more Li Jiaojiao thought about it, the more she hated her. She wished she could immediately trick Su Ningwei into coming here and make her suffer the same hardships she had endured.
A vicious-looking man in a suit, his dark face marked by a terrifying scar stretching from the corner of his mouth to his temple, held up the phone on which the call had ended. His expression darkened further as he looked at Li Jiaojiao as though she were already dead.
Another young man with handsome features and skin so pale it looked almost sickly wore a white shirt and black trousers as he lounged sideways against a leather executive chair.
The vicious-looking man turned and looked at the young man respectfully.
The young man lifted his eyelids and gave Li Jiaojiao, on the floor, an indifferent glance. With his right hand, he turned the ring on his left index finger, set with a multicolored black opal gemstone.
"Very good. You wasted five minutes of my time. You know the consequences, don't you?" The young man lowered his gaze, curled his lips, and spoke in a chilling tone.
The young man's expression was somewhat stiff, and the traces of plastic surgery were obvious.
The two burly men standing