We're Taking Off

Edgar had barely lowered his hand when Joanna's eyes turned red.

This time, it was from genuine rage.

Crimson beams swept across the conference room. The voices of the people who had been begging for mercy a moment ago cut off abruptly.

Joanna did not stop. Her gaze shifted a little farther, and the two Vought executives seated nearby froze in terror.

They had nothing to do with it. At least, they weren't on Edgar's list. But Heat Vision couldn't read a list. One of them watched the beam skim past his shoulder and burn a hole through the back of his chair.

"Joanna."

Lin Mo called her name. Joanna paused. The red glow in her eyes lingered for another half second before slowly fading.

She stared at where those people had fallen, her chest rising and falling twice.

Lin Mo took her hand.

"It's over."

Joanna said nothing. She only tightened her grip on his hand.

The people left in the conference room were even less willing to speak. A moment ago, they had thought that as long as they weren't on the list, they could sit safely through the meeting.

Now it seemed that whether they walked out of the conference room alive depended on Joanna's mood.

I should've run when I had the chance. Why did I come to this shareholder meeting?

How is this a meeting?

It's just waiting for Edgar to call names.

What followed was handled quickly. Edgar checked the list again and confirmed that no one involved in Joanna's childhood experiments or the plans for her disposal had been overlooked.

Lin Mo had no intention of staying in the conference room. He took Joanna and followed Edgar upstairs to his office.

Only after the office door closed did Edgar finally speak.

"There's nothing