"Why?" Gustavo Yates couldn't understand.
The boss saved the person the Young Madam wanted to kill, isn't he afraid the Young Madam will be angry?
"There's a huge mess outside that needs him to clean up. He wants to die? Not that easy." Mason Nightshade sneered, "There will be more times in the future when he wishes he were dead."
"What is this?"
The subordinate handed a syringe to Mason Nightshade, who put on white gloves and took it, scrutinizing it closely.
Grayson Quinn clicked his tongue leisurely beside him, "Sister-in-law really wasn't very careful in handling things, leaving such evidence. Luckily, we came first. If discovered by someone else, they'd catch us by the handle."
"She left it for me on purpose," Mason Nightshade's clear voice said softly.
"What?" Grayson Quinn dug his ear, thinking he hadn't heard clearly.
