After about a minute, Kaluda and Treiber’s mother could no longer hold on and simply turned off their phones.
They now clearly realized that the cold-faced woman in front of them was absolutely a demon, the most terrifying demon.
Treiber’s mother pointed at the cold-faced woman and shouted, “You demon, do you think I’ll submit like this?”
“Am I a demon? If I were, you would have been dead already when I found out you spent a lot of money hiring assassins to try to kill me.” She really wanted to kill them, but she hoped her sisters could be happy.
She knew very well that if her sisters found out, they wouldn’t stop her from killing these two, but she didn’t want her sisters to lose their right to happiness.
Treiber’s mother knew she had lost. She slumped in her chair, powerlessly asking, “The Leite family is willing to follow your orders.”
Leng Youlan turned her gaze to Kaluda, asking coldly, “What do you think?”
Kaluda gave a cold laugh, saying, “What do I think? Do I have a choice? Take it!” Now, although he was handing it over to an outsider, this woman was capable of managing their family.
“Since that’s the case, now you’ll accept my first order?”
“Okay, please go ahead,” Kaluda said.
“And you, Leite Madam?”
Treiber’s mother nodded.
She could only be at the mercy of others.
“Good, now I tell you, Mr. Kaluda, I hope you return and hand over the family headship to your daughter, Mili.”
Hearing the words from the cold-faced woman, Kaluda felt very surprised. She actually wanted him to pass his position to his daughter Mili.
“Miss Leng, may I ask, are you a ghost messenger?” He was truly curious. If this woman was one, then he was probably only alive now because of Mili’s connection.
“Yes, I am a ghostly person, but you don’t need to call me master. From now on, just call me Miss Leng. I hope you won’t tell Mili about today’s events, otherwise, I can’t guarantee the consequences.” As she spoke, Leng Youlan flicked her hand, and a gleaming knife brushed past Kaluda.
