"Master, the trial for the kidnapping of the young master is tomorrow. Should we take care of this woman?" Monica said, pointing to a photograph.
In the picture, Jin Meiqi was wearing a prison uniform, her hands shackled with iron chains, her hair a mess, her complexion pale, and her eyes hollow. She no longer possessed the proud demeanor of the Third Miss Jin from before.
She had kidnapped Kimi, and based on Long Yutian's usual style, he would never let her live...
Long Yutian couldn't be bothered to glance at the photograph and took a light sip of the red wine in his hand. His voice was cold as ice, "Let her die so easily? No, she must live well, and every day for the rest of her life she must feel worse than death, tasting the consequences of harming my son."
"Yes!" Monica responded respectfully.
"How's Kimi doing lately?"
