The summer night was unbearably sultry; even when there was wind, it was an uncomfortable hot breeze.
In the elegantly refined mansion of the Barnes Family, the air conditioning was on, blowing out bursts of cold air. It was supposed to be a comfortable temperature, yet Peter Barnes deeply regretted setting it too low.
He knelt on the ground, his body trembling, overwhelmed by fear, cold from head to toe.
"Peter Barnes, how dare you sell me out?"
Natalie Niles, in long pants and short boots, stood upright, looking down at Peter Barnes, her voice cold as if filled with ice.
"No, Miss Niles, don't misunderstand. It wasn't me who leaked the information, it was Cora Ginger!"
"Smack!"
The crisp sound echoed in the living room, Peter Barnes's face was slapped to the right, the taste of blood spread in his mouth, his ears ringing.
If Natalie Niles had hit him any harder, Peter Barnes suspected his ear would have been deafened by her!
