South Sea, Oasis Hospital, a patient room.
In the hallway, a guard was stationed every few meters. Not even a fly could get in.
Lawyer Zhao stood in front of the room, roaring furiously at the guards:
"Where is she?! Where is she?! Call them again!"
The security captain had taken Xia Li out, and she still hadn’t returned.
They had clearly agreed that Xia Li would go get some memento and come right back to sign the contract.
But it was already ten o’clock, and he had been waiting here with the contract for a long time!
No matter who called the security captain—himself or the other guards—no one was picking up.
A terrible thought surfaced in his mind.
’Could Xia Li have bribed the security captain?’
Panic was written in Lawyer Zhao’s eyes.
The shareholders already knew Xia Li was preparing to sign the contract.
Before Xia Li died, the shareholders had many urgent matters to attend to.
Tonight, they had cleared their schedules and were waiting in a late-night conference room for him to bring them the contract.
If he had let Xia Li escape due to his own mistake, the shareholders would eat him alive!
"Lawyer Zhao, still no answer."
a guard replied meekly.
Lawyer Zhao slammed his hand hard against the wall.
"Fuck!"
Just then, a cool, commanding female voice came from the direction of the elevators:
"What has our great Lawyer Zhao so worked up?"
Hearing this voice, Lawyer Zhao’s eyes lit up.
It was Xia Li’s voice. Xia Li was back!
Lawyer Zhao let out a sigh of relief. A chilling expression appeared on his face as he slowly turned his head.
"You should be glad you didn’t try any funny business. Otherwise, I would have..."
Lawyer Zhao trailed off. He saw Xia Li approaching step by step, an expression of disbelief in his eyes, and he swallowed the rest of his words.
’Xia Li... is standing?’
’How could this be?’
She had even changed her clothes.
She was wearing a black suit jacket, black trousers, and black high heels.
The high-end, custom-tailored suit accentuated her figure, flawlessly revealing her perfect, womanly curves.
Underneath, she wore a black bandeau top, revealing her fair, flat stomach and a sexy navel.
Lawyer Zhao forced himself to remain calm as his mind raced.
’Did the person she went to see tonight have some kind of high-tech drug that could give her a final burst of energy?’
He marveled internally.
’As expected of a super-conglomerate with a two-hundred-year legacy. To have such terrifying resources!’
Lawyer Zhao’s eyes kept darting behind Xia Li, searching for someone.
Her long legs carried her forward, high heels clicking, as she approached step by step.
"Don’t bother looking. The three of them won’t be coming."
The corner of Lawyer Zhao’s eye twitched.
"You... dealt with them..."
Lawyer Zhao’s scalp went numb.
As one of World Dream’s new generation of lawyers, he was naturally aware of Xia Li’s methods.
Brutal enough. Venomous enough.
’Those three guards have met with a terrible fate, haven’t they?’
Lawyer Zhao stared intently at the gracefully approaching ice-queen Female President. Gradually, a sardonic smile crept onto his lips.
"I admit, getting yourself to stand up again shows you’ve got some skill.
But you really shouldn’t have come back here.
Did you really think things are still the same as before? That the employees of World Dream will obey you at a single command?
So confident, so naive, so foolish, Xia Li.
Guards! Force her back into her room!
She’s signing that contract today, whether she wants to or not!"
After Lawyer Zhao spoke, a dozen or so guards with vicious looks on their faces slowly closed in on Xia Li, blocking her path.
The guard at the very front reached out for Xia Li, intending to seize her.
Xia Li’s fingers suddenly formed a claw, and her sharp nails instantly sliced through the guard’s windpipe.
The guard clutched his throat, an indescribable terror on his face, as he slowly knelt and then collapsed.
All the guards were stunned by this scene, their faces showing a mixture of fear and disbelief.
Xia Li didn’t break her stride.
With every step she took, two more guards would find holes torn in their bodies, blood trickling out as their lives faded.
Lawyer Zhao’s mouth slowly fell open. He watched the scene in horror, his legs trembling violently.
Screams were the background music, bright red the base color...
’She... she couldn’t be a Ghost, could she?!’
Xia Li stepped over the corpses and stood before Lawyer Zhao, saying calmly:
"Send them a message."
Xia Li took a handkerchief from her clothes and elegantly wiped the blood from her hands.
"Tell them you’ll be there shortly."
Trembling, Lawyer Zhao took out his phone.
"Yes, yes, President Xia, please don’t rush me. I’ll send it right now."
Lawyer Zhao sent the composed text.
He looked up, a sycophantic smile on his face.
Before he could say a single word, Xia Li’s fingers slit his throat. She turned and walked away, casually tossing the blood-soaked handkerchief behind her.
Lawyer Zhao clutched his throat, his mouth hanging wide open, but he couldn’t breathe.
He stared blankly at Xia Li’s graceful, retreating figure, completely unable to comprehend what had gone wrong.
His strength gone, Lawyer Zhao knelt and fell to the ground. The white handkerchief landed right on his head, covering his final view of the world.
...
In a luxurious, open-plan conference room in the World Dream Group headquarters building, the bustling night view of South Sea City was visible through the windows.
The people in the conference room included pot-bellied middle-aged men, decrepit old men, and jewel-adorned noblewomen...
These eight people were the shareholders of World Dream Group, each managing a different sector of World Dream.
One of the noblewomen crossed her arms and said with contempt:
"Taking this long to deal with a sick little girl... Zhao Chulin really is a good-for-nothing."
A portly middle-aged man looked at her mockingly.
"That’s Xia Li we’re talking about. Have you forgotten how badly she messed you up? Forgotten the time you got on your knees and begged for mercy?"
After offending Xia Li, the noblewoman had hidden away in a remote villa.
She had woken up one night to find her bed soaked in blood, the head of her pet dog lying under the covers.
She had been scared out of her wits and ran to Xia Li the next day to kneel and admit her mistake.
The entire company knew about this incident.
What the employees didn’t know was that a male model she had summoned had also died.
She had been resting her head on the model’s arm, and his eyes had been staring right at her.
She would never forget that deathly gray gaze for the rest of her life.
Her disgraceful past exposed, the noblewoman glared furiously at the portly middle-aged man.
"Say one more word!"
An old man in a long gown stroked his beard.
"Now, now, no fighting. The outcome is a good one. Xia Li has finally admitted defeat."
The portly middle-aged man puffed on his cigar, smiling.
"Once Xia Qiming takes over, World Dream will be ours."
The noblewoman shot the portly man a sideways glance and snorted coldly.
"What do you mean, ’ours’?
Let me make this clear: once Xia Qiming is in charge, I’m taking my team and my money and leaving World Dream.
World Dream hit its bottleneck long ago. Hoping it will make more money is just wishful thinking!"
The noblewoman adjusted her qipao, her eyes filled with resentment and jealousy.
"That slut, Xia Li, has suppressed us for so many years.
Finally, the slut’s life is at its end. My time to shine has finally come."
Some of these people wanted to seize more power within World Dream; others wanted to strike out on their own.
In short, World Dream was now a cake on the dining table.
And they were waiting for Lawyer Zhao to deliver the knife.
No matter how they carved it up, the Xia Family and the low- to mid-level employees would be the ones to lose out, while they themselves would feast and grow fat.
Just then, a knock came at the conference room door.
Smiles appeared on everyone’s faces. He was finally here.
The door was pushed open. When the shareholders saw who had arrived, their smiles froze.