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Virginia Frost laughed, her laughter eerie and desolate.

"Do you know that you have fallen into Peter Aria's trap by coming to me tonight? Stupid." Virgina Frost suddenly kicked Vanessa Aria in the chest, causing her to roll on the ground. She then quickly got up and knelt on the ground.

Virginia Frost adjusted her slipping robe, stood up and walked to the window, staring into the endless night.

"I hope this time you won't disappoint me, my patience has reached its limit."

Madon Linggo took a few photos, the silent and gloomy Frost mansion in the darkness, emanating an aura of terror.

"Boss, there's someone following us." Connie's voice transmitted through the earpiece.

Madon Linggo glanced at the rearview mirror: "Don't start a hare."

At this time, his mobile phone received a call, which Linggo answered.

"Sergeant Linggo, we have a tricky situation."

Madon Linggo lightly tapped on the steering wheel: "Mr. Linggo, please proceed."