The myriad of beings, each unique in their own way.
Some are destined for bliss tonight.
Some are destined for suffering tonight.
Austin Winters had a high fever due to internal bleeding from being beaten by Harry Hunter.
He swallowed two fever-reducing pills, sitting on the sofa with a pale face, staring coldly at Cherry Lewis on the other end of the sofa.
"Who told you to leak my informant to Ella Weaver?"
"I..."
She had just spoken a word when a vase smashed against her head with a "bang."
Screams echoed in the living room, the scent of blood spreading, making the dimly lit small house appear particularly terrifying and chilling.
Austin Winters, full of anger: "I spent a fortune and countless time and energy to compromise a servant Harry Hunter trusts, never using him even once. He was my best move! And now you two foolish women have ruined it?!"
