Laura was genuinely intrigued, her eyes darting as she asked, "Do you need me to cooperate with you?"
"Miss Laura is truly sharp."
The masked girl praised her, flashing a thumbs-up, "Of course, I won't expose you. For this matter, you only need to cooperate with me from the shadows. But let me ask you this—if Cherline really died, would you be sad? After all, she's your distant cousin."
"Why would I be sad? Even blood sisters turning against each other is common."
Laura's fierce gaze, reflecting in the sunlight filtering through the trees, looked especially chilling, "I've hated her since I was a child. For all these years, knowing she's been studying martial arts, I've been doing the same—for the day I defeat her, rob her of everything she owns, and make it mine!"
"So killing her would be a one-and-done solution?" the masked girl probed further.
"Of course. Anyway, it's not like I'll be the one who personally kills her—that'll be you, right?"
