Ava Walker drank the last sip of red wine in her glass, as if swallowing a mouthful of hatred.
She wished that red wine was Charlotte Miller's blood, only drinking her blood could ease her anger.
She furiously threw the wine glass onto the carpet, a cold smile on the corner of her lips. Whoever made her suffer momentarily, she would make suffer for a lifetime.
However, Charlotte Miller didn't have that lifetime anymore; she'd have to kill Charlotte to soothe the hatred in her heart.
Besides, she wasn't the only one filled with a murderous envy for Charlotte; Hailey Hill, too.
The five billion she demanded wasn't much really, compared to the vast wealth of the Hallow Family; it was a mere fraction. She calculated that Kinsley Lee would surely give it to her, but obtaining it through what means was Ava's own business.
On the other side of the phone, Kinsley Lee, far away in Europe, was already breaking out in a cold sweat from anxiety.
