"Madam, are you alright?"
The bodyguard, who had waited at the end of the corridor, rushed over for the noise. Then, he separated me from Joson with his sturdy body.
"My hand hurts." After one glance at my red and swollen palm, I narrowed my eyes and squinted at Joson. I suppressed my anger and said, "I was taught to fight back. This is my first practice. It feels good."
Joson now calmed down. Looking at the bodyguard, Joson said to me, "You are not Melody. Who are you?"
"It doesn't matter who I am. I want both Stephen and Perry to become vegetables."
I took the business card from Carroll out of my bag.
It was black with only a golden word, Brown.
I held up the card with two fingers. "I'll wait for you here. Bring Stephen over."
Joson looked aghast after recognizi
