"..." Daisy Ginger watched him warily, "What do you mean?"
"Edward Stephens, he's smarter than I imagined." Ian Linton said flatly, "You merely left a scar on my face, and he already started suspecting me. Yesterday, he even sabotaged my company's surveillance, nearly found you directly in my office."
Daisy Ginger raised her chin slightly, her tone somewhat proud, "Just wait for your doom!"
Looking back now, even before she noticed anything wrong with Ian Linton, Edward had already warned her, saying Ian was quite scheming and needed to be watched out for.
But at that time, she was too busy fighting with him every day to care whether he was right or wrong, just dismissing it all out of habit.
Truly frustrating.
Ian Linton observed her expression, his tone darkening, he murmured, "Director Ginger, you're still being obstinate.'
He leaned over, grabbing her wrist, and with a quick motion, he lifted her up horizontally. Before Daisy could struggle, she was placed on a wheelchair.
