The tone of the doorbell seemed to carry an element of "urgency," conveying the pressing mood of the person ringing it.
In the messy study, Howard did not manage to kiss his wife. Instead, an exaggerated, twisted, sick smile spread across his lips. Behind him, a writhing black glow surged forth, starting to reflect the scene at the front door:
There stood a strikingly handsome young man with black hair and black eyes, whose strong charisma was immediately likable at first sight.
Particularly, an aura of calm and wisdom in the young man's eyes suggested he wouldn't panic no matter what he faced, capturing the attention of the two people in the study instantly.
"Tang!"
Rose almost couldn't resist calling out. She hadn't expected that the "person" she had just reached out to for help would arrive at her doorstep so quickly.
But at this moment, she felt a pang of regret.
