Millie was wearing all black that day, exuding an authoritative presence. She looked like a gang leader.When the conference room door was pushed open, she saw the man who had kidnapped her the previous day."Go in. The person who wants to see you is here." He was pushed in.Millie and him exchanged glances. Just yesterday, he was overflowing with vigor and arrogance. However, overnight, he appeared drained."People really do look different around here," Millie said, closely observing him. Then, she pointed at the chair in front of her, gesturing to him to take a seat."Why have you come to see me?" Michael was stubborn, refusing to sit."To have a chat with you," she replied with a smile."Chat? Look at how smug you're being!" Michael snorted. He had a strong personality and was a skilled killer. Unfortunately, he encountered Millie."Only one of us is destined to survive, and since I'm the one alive, why can't I smile?" Her smile grew even more captivating.Michael glared at
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