Looking at this message, Lana Wilson felt a chill down her spine.
A gift?
It seemed that the mysterious person had other intentions.
Why did she suddenly think of John Smith?
Lana Wilson shook her head, it seemed that everyone had gone crazy because of John Smith, associating everything with him.
Rubbing her arms, Lana Wilson went downstairs.
She still had a lot to do, and she had to put on a show in front of Mr. and Mrs. Miller perform in front of a show. After all, their son shouldn't be the only one paying.
Mysterious person, “Do you want to know Mr. Miller’s weak point?”
Lana Wilson's eyes lit up: “What kind of gift do you want in return?”
Mysterious person: “When you get home, there will be a package at the entrance of your community. You'll know what to do then.”
Lana Wil
