He knew…

Inside The Regal, Ji Chu Hua remained seated, her expression twisted with rage. Her eyes burned with venom, reflecting how deeply her failure stung. She had thought persuading Yue Ling would be easy, but her every move had backfired.

Through the window, she watched Yue Ling calmly enter her car and drive away, as if completely unaffected.

Ji Chu Hua's hands curled into trembling fists, her nails digging into her palms as she let out a bitter laugh.

"You leave me no choice, then."

Without hesitation, she pulled out her phone and dialed a number. It rang twice before connecting. Before the person on the other end could speak, she snapped coldly:

"Do it. The plan I sent you—do it now."

She ended the call immediately, rising from her seat with calculated poise. Her eyes lingered momentarily on the empty spot where Yue Ling had sat, and a cruel smirk curved her lips.

"Don't blame me for not warning you, Han Yue Ling."