Lin Banxia resignedly stepped into the private box, only to find it crowded with several people — among them were Luo Mei and also Huo Anya.
What was going on?
A Huo Family women's gathering?
The moment Luo Mei and her daughter saw Lin Banxia, their hateful gazes pierced straight through her, as though wishing to tear her in half.
Lin Banxia could feel the murderous intent from the mother-daughter duo; she trembled slightly, a chill running down her spine.
It's over. She had walked into a den of wolves.
"Miss Lin, you've certainly got some nerve." Old Mrs. Feng's voice cut through the tension. The room fell silent, and the disdain in her tone became all the more evident.
Lin Banxia couldn't even muster a forced smile. She could only stand there in silence, like a defendant awaiting trial.
"Both of my grandsons have been completely played by you." The old lady's tone was imposing, carrying an air of the Old Buddha's authority.
