"What did you say? What have you done this time?"
Mira's guard instantly spiked. She grabbed Sera's arm in a vice grip.
"Spit it out. What exactly did you do?"
"I don't even need to tell you. By the day after tomorrow—or hell, maybe even tomorrow—you'll find out for yourself."
Sera tilted her chin up, a smug smirk spreading across her lips.
Mira didn't let go. Instead, she signaled Jax Weaver and Silas Vane, who were hovering out of sight nearby.
"Call the police."
"Let go of me! Let go! You're restricting my freedom!"
Panic flared in Sera's chest as regret washed over her. She had completely forgotten that Mira was ruthless enough to do anything.
Lawrence had strictly ordered her to keep her mouth shut. Why couldn't she just keep her cool?
No, she just couldn't stand seeing Mira looking so confident. She had wanted to see her panic, to make her afraid.
"Let go of me! I have an exam! Let me go, Mira, or I'm going straight to Grandma to tell on you!"
Sera panicked, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Then I definitely can't let you go,"
Mira said, enunciating every single word. Her earlier urgency had completely vanished.
"I'll kill you! I'll kill Owen too! I'll kill both of you!"
She spat through gritted teeth.
"Are you even capable of that?"
Mira rolled her eyes.
"Ugh, Mira, just let me go. Please, I'm begging you."
"If you were going to beg now, you shouldn't have opened your mouth in the first place.
I can let you go, but you need to tell me. What exactly did you do to my mobile system development?"
"I... I don't know! I can't say."
"So you do know, you just don't want to tell me.
In that case, just sit tight and wait for the police."
"Let me go! Let me take my exam!"
She couldn't afford to fail her classes.
"The police are on their way. You can explain it to them."
Mira reached up to smooth back her hair, glancing toward the entrance.



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