C332 The Conspiracy

In the city, the Huang family home was as serene as ever. A gentle breeze swept through a vintage window, momentarily casting a shadow.

Inside was the bedroom of Miss Linyao Huang.

"Miss Yao, long time no see."

A man suddenly appeared through the window, startling the woman sipping coffee at the desk. Her eyes widened, but she quickly recognized him.

"Get to the point," Linyao said