Chapter 1211 Wrath!

Kingsley's fingers grazed across his phone screen, his voice low as he muttered, "Liam, you'd better stay in line. No matter how powerful your backing is, you won't escape unscathed if you push your luck!" Meanwhile, in a room lavishly adorned with opulent decor, Liam sat with a wine glass in hand, gently swirling the contents within as he spoke with a hint of amusement. "Serena, I never imagined you were this formidable. Fascinating, truly fascinating…" Just then, a figure cloaked in black appeared in the doorway. The deep hood concealed most of his face, adding an air of mystery and menace. His voice was raspy as he handed a photograph to Liam. "These are the bodies Serena left behind. The manner of death is inconsistent, suggesting multiple killers." Liam studied the photo for a moment, then dismissed him with a nonchalant gesture. "I see. You may leave now." The figure in the black robe replied, "Yes!" He then vanished silently into the shadows of the room like a specter.