This voice...
Angela couldn't help but shiver, reaching out to touch the goosebumps that appeared on her arm.
Tsk... It doesn't sound too promising. She could almost foresee a violent scene about to unfold in a whirlwind of bloodshed.
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Fragrant Gather Garden.
"Miss, we've arrived."
Scarlett Yates got out of the taxi and stood outside the agreed location for a moment.
When Stella called her, she didn't feel nervous.
But now, outside the Fragrant Gather Garden, she suddenly felt a bit timid.
After taking her 10th deep breath, she clenched her fists, mentally gave herself a pep talk, steeled herself, and quickly stepped into the restaurant.
This restaurant wasn't very big, nor was it particularly high-end, but it was cozy and looked clean.
There weren't many diners inside the restaurant.
So, Scarlett Yates spotted the man sitting in a corner with a wilting lily in hand at a glance.
Immediately, she was taken aback.
