Chapter 117

Laurence glanced at the silver needle in his hand and sighed softly, his eyes filled with regret. "Oh, and one more thing—don't go pressing the panic button under the desk. I can't promise where the next needle will land if you do," he added casually. The receptionist immediately froze, hand hovering just inches from the button. Something about the guy in front of him just screamed danger. "If you dare to lay a finger on me, Elizabeth, my family won't let you walk away from it!" Samantha hissed through gritted teeth, forcing each word out like it cost her something. Elizabeth acted like she hadn't heard a thing. Her grip on Samantha's neck tightened noticeably. "You should've seen this coming the moment I showed up. And honestly, those hitmen you hired? Pretty useless," she said, voice calm but cold. In any other place, amateurs like that would've been long gone. "I have no idea what you're talking about," Samantha struggled to speak, clawing at Elizabeth's wrist hard enough to draw bl