Ms. Zackary stood with her back to me, hands folded behind her, face calm.
I looked at Ms. Zackary in front of me and sneered, "Trying to frame and trap me?"
"Hehe, I'm just telling the truth. Who do you think everyone will believe, me or you?" Ms. Zackary said with a smug expression.
I didn't bother arguing with her and asked directly, "Just tell me, what's the real reason you went out of your way to find me in the middle of the night?"
Ms. Zackary's eyes narrowed, and a strong murderous spirit burst around her.
"Of course, to teach you a lesson!" Ms. Zackary said coldly.
"Teach me a lesson?" I was somewhat surprised.
"What, so your lackey Bert Mercer didn't work out, and now you're planning to take matters into your own hands?"
Ms. Zackary didn't bother hiding it and said indifferently, "That's right."
"Tsk, you don't have much faith in that beast you raised, do you? So persistent in wanting to take me down." I sneered.
