Chapter 395

Chris walked up to the woman anxiously. “Is my daughter with you?”

She raised her head to look at him. The evil ghost mask covered her face.

“I’ll answer that after you play the piano with me.” Her voice sounded calm.

He tried his best to suppress his anger. Knowing full well that members of Toxic Hive were ruthless, he

couldn’t take the risk of provoking her.

The woman nudged to the side, and he seated himself next to her.

He knew how to play the piano, but at his level, he could barely play the piece by reading the

music sheet.

When they finally finished playing the piece, Chris asked, “Did you kidnap my daughter?”

She chuckled. “You sought me because of your wife, who’s suffering from leukemia. She’s in the ICU,

isn’t she?”

“Can you save her?”

“Of course I can. Otherwise, why would you be here meeting me?” she answered naturally.

Chris didn’t show any trace of joy, despite her affirmative answer. Alert, he asked, “What’s your

condition?”

She let out a soft giggle before approaching him. “I do have a condition.”

He could smell her perfume due to their close proximity. It had a strong rose scent.

A strand of her hair brushed across his face along the breeze, lingering with a faint flowery scent. He

took a step back in reflex.

The woman grabbed his hand. Her body temperature was lower than average.

“What is it?” he questioned.

“Sleep with me,” she said slowly.

His eyes slowly widened. Never in his wildest dream had he expected her to bring up

condition.

“W-What did you say?” He thought that he was hearing things.

such a

Her hand slowly traced to his chest, caressing his throat intimately. “I said, spend the night with me,

and I will save your wife. How’s that?”

Frowning, he pushed her onto the piano without hesitation.

The piano let out a dull sound.

He stepped away from her. “Madam, please don’t cross the line.”

Instead of getting angry at his fierce reaction, she was grinning from ear to ear. “You’re as cold

as usual.”

The longer he looked at her, the stranger he found her to be. She kept reminding him about the

woman in his memories.

Despite knowing that it was impossible, he asked, “Who are you?”

She twirled her hair. “Give it a guess.”

“Do we know each other?” Chris looked at her hand. Her skin was that of a young lady.

Even if that person was still alive, she would be a middle-aged woman in her late 40s.

There was no way she could have such smooth skin, no matter how good her skincare routine

was.

Thus, he instantly eliminated that possibility.

She didn’t answer that question. “Are you going to do it or not? If you’re not, this marks the

end of our negotiation. You may leave now.”

Chris was rendered speechless. He thought, “Is Ms. Rosa out of her mind? How could she have such a

strange condition?”

She crossed her arms, watching him casually.

“Let me do the math for a moment. Your wife has only 60 hours left. If you return home right now, you’ll

be able to make the necessary arrangements for a funeral in time.”

Furious, Chris grabbed her by the collar. “Are you behind what’s happening to my daughter and wife?”

“Do you want to kill me?” She smiled faintly.

“If so, I will make sure that Marina won’t be able to see tomorrow’s sunrise.”

“Just what are you trying to do?”

“What am I trying to do? Hmm…”

She grabbed a black cloth. “Cover your eyes and come with me.”

Noticing his hesitation, she added, “Do as I say, or your wife and daughter will die. Make your