Chapter 3

It was Sera. Through the bodyguards, I saw her rushing in, her sky-high heels clicking frantically.

"Where's that intern?"

"Right here." Damian smugly stepped aside. "What's this, any riff-raff can get into Vance Corp now?"

"This bastard even dared to impersonate your husband."

Damian put his arm around Sera, not noticing her pale face.

Sera pulled away from Damian's arm, stumbling as she walked towards me. "Let me explain..."

I spat out a mouthful of blood, staring intensely at her. "Explain what? Explain that you're keeping a mistress on the side?"

"Sera, what are you scared of?" Damian frowned. "He's just an intern. It'd be easy to crush him, wouldn't it?"

"Shut up!" Sera roared, then SLAP, she slapped Damian across the face. Her voice trembled. "He's the Chairman of our company!"

"How dare you provoke him?!"

Damian's eyes widened in horror. "Chairman?! Then..."

"So what?!" Damian's expression changed. "Even if he's the Chairman, we're out here in the middle of nowhere. If we quietly get rid of him, who would ever know?"

He slowly tried to coax her, "Are you content always being beneath him? If he dies, that position is yours."

A flicker of struggle crossed Sera's eyes.

I realized something was wrong and yelled, "Sera Vance, don't you dare!"

"What's there to not dare?" Damian's lips curled into a smile, and he viciously kicked me in the knee. "I told you, out here, I'm the law."

"You mess with me, you'll go in walking, but you'll be carried out in a body bag!"

I looked at Sera, giving her one last chance. But she avoided my gaze, took the steel pipe Damian handed her,

Her voice was thick with a conflicted regret. "You brought this on yourself."

"Don't blame me."

"Blame yourself for showing up at the wrong time."

Just as she swung the steel pipe, a red dot appeared on Sera's forehead. A violent gust of wind roared through, and a helicopter touched down on the lawn outside.

One by one, armed bodyguards spilled out of the aircraft.

"Nobody move!"

My people had arrived!