"Yes, don't worry, I will do everything well."

Zillah hugged her arm, cooing, her expression unable to hide her pleasure.

The two of them laughed got in the car and left.

But as soon as they left, Bertha, sitting in Angle's office, received a text message.

In the message, there were only two words: mission completed.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

After three days, Tibble Corporation will go bankrupt.

She was looking forward to this.

She was ...