The notification sound of the email sending successfully chimed in the quiet apartment.
I leaned back in my chair, quietly watching the screen.
In the live stream, Jack had squeezed his way into the frame.
He deliberately messed up his tie, ruffled his hair into a mess, and huddled next to Amy, weeping at the camera.
"Guys... Selina didn't just destroy my firm; she locked away my clients' top-secret files. She's trying to force me to jump off a building!" He wiped away a tear, his voice hoarse. "I treated her as a partner, but she wanted to seize my three years of hard work..."
The online viewer count in the top left corner officially broke one hundred thousand.
I picked up my wine glass and took a sip.
Keep acting. The higher you climb now, the harder you'll shatter later.
Three m
