A Cue For Love

Chapter 1152 What Kind Of Existence

The young man’s breath got caught in his throat upon hearing his superior’s words. “H-How is this possible?” he stuttered.

His superior pulled out a new cigarette from his box and passed it to the young man before lighting another one himself. After taking a puff, he slowly said, “What do you mean by impossible? You’re still too young; that’s why you’re spouting such naive stuff! Just wait until you live up to my age. You’ll be able to make sense of everything then.” “But—”

“No buts,” his superior interjected. “If you want to survive, you better remember every word I told you earlier! This woman has to be injured, but she cannot die! Remember to find the best doctor to treat her. If she were to die, both you and I might as well kiss our lives goodbye!”

The young man nodded frantically. He hurried away, but not without casting a quick glance in the direction of the pitch-black room.

Those who want this woman dead have a powerful position. Yet, those who want her alive, too, hold similar influences. Just what kind of existence of is she?

Meanwhile, at the Leitz residence. Both Helma and Heidi had received the news of Natalie’s arrest. Heidi walked up to Helma, buzzing with excitement. “Don’t you think it’s karma, Helma? This b*tch is finally getting what she deserves.”

The violation Heidi experienced that night would forever be imprinted in her mind. Natalie’s charge of drug trafficking was just what Heidi wanted to hear.

Heidi’s obvious excitement, Helma barely showed any emotions. She merely lifted her eyes to meet Heidi’s. “What’s the hurry? She’s only arrested

you. You’ve been forced to stay in the low because of this b*tch.

her sentence as she pushed the latter’s hand away

was normally used with

all this time, yet Helma had never treated her as a sister; she was

there was nothing

Heidi replied as she walked away, feeling

not resort to resting. Instead, she went to her computer and sent

key did a smile appear on her red lips. “Natalie Nichols. I want to see you descend to hell and

Helma received a reply

after a while and realized she was

was a window in the room, and the ceiling was white. She could even see the golden rays of the sun pouring through the

that her limbs were

still unable to escape from the cage of