Chapter 102:
The air on the deserted roadside was thick with malice. Evelyn sat trapped inside the Lamborghini, her heart hammering a frantic rhythm against her ribs. Every second that passed, felt like an eternity. Just a little longer, she pleaded silently. Just until big brother gets here.
Outside, Erica leaned against the car with a leisurely, mocking grace. Her eyes, hidden behind sunglasses, were cold. "A few years ago, a simple bit of drama could pull you under," she sneered, her voice dripping with disdain. "It seems your IQ hasn't improved at all."
Evelyn didn't flinch. She leaned toward the glass, her gaze sharp. "My IQ might not be high, but Michael's blind IQ is zero. Only a man with zero intelligence would believe a woman like you!"
