C1861 Do You Want to Kill Her?

Ann Zaitian regarded Madame Qiao with icy detachment. "Let me make one thing clear," he said evenly. "What's mine is not for others to tamper with, not even a counterfeit tombstone."

Madame Qiao, catching the lethal glint in Ann Zaitian's eyes, gulped down her fear and nodded emphatically. The reason for his visit was now painfully clear to her, and she was filled with deep regret