The party continued, but what was supposed to last until the early morning ended two and a half hours early. The guests simply couldn't stay any longer.
No one felt safe here. Just moments ago, Alice had shown off her power, and whether or not anyone had a grudge against her, everyone was on edge. Naturally, no one dared to linger.
It seems that the higher a person's status, the more they fear death.
There's still so much money to enjoy. If it were Ryan, he probably wouldn't want to die either.
Of course, that's not really an option—strictly speaking, Ryan is already a dead man.
"Miss Alice, are we still going to look for Mr. Langston?"
Most of the guests had left by now. Ryan glanced at Alice, who was giving orders to her subordinates, and asked apologetically.
"Of course we are. Your business isn't finished yet."
Alice, hearing Ryan's voice, rubbed her forehead and turned around. Her expression showed clear signs of exhaustion.