Lance was different from all the gangsters she had met.
He didn't exhibit that kind of brutality, nor did he seem violent; he even gave off a feeling of "elegance."
He sat there, not far from her, holding a phone receiver, and the waiting tone for connection was even coming from it.
She saw the mockery in his eyes, able to see the confident, sun-like bright smile on his face!
Just looking at him felt like being in a sea of sunflowers, basking in the sunlight!
But looking more closely, behind the mockery was a deep coldness, like freezing ice, making one feel the chill!
The phone got connected, a voice emerged from it, disrupting the Chairman's wife's thoughts.
"This is the New Gold City Police Department emergency hotline, how may I help..."
Before the person could finish their sentence, the Chairman's wife suddenly raised her hand and pressed the dial, instantly hanging up the call.
Her husband had taught her something that 95% of people in this world did not understand—
