Ethan Sterling carried Seraphina Redgrave in a princess embrace, walking towards the factory's ground floor lobby.
The floor was littered with the corpses of men in black.
Ethan's backup troops had already started cleaning up the aftermath.
Seraphina cried so much her makeup was smudged, continually pleading, "Please, please help me untie the ropes on my hands, I'm begging you..."
Everyone was busy with their work, not a single person glanced at her.
Mia had no choice but to lie on the ground, vigorously rubbing the ropes on her hands, hoping to untie them through friction, but then noticed everyone had stopped what they were doing, standing at attention and respectfully saying, "Young Master Sterling."
"Young Master Sterling!"
Her cries grew louder, struggling to look up, only to see Ethan coming down the stairs holding a woman. That woman's head was leaning against Ethan's chest, making it impossible for Mia to see who she was.
