Vivia Fuller stared at the screen with wide eyes, her mind a tangled mess in an instant.
Who is this? Who is the person?
She received an anonymous email.
Her hand clutching the phone turned pale, and after calming down for a while, she gritted her teeth, her whole body trembling.
Besides Hope Williams, she couldn't think of anyone else.
Has this bitch gone mad? Thinking she could threaten her with this and demand twenty million.
Vivia Fuller hurriedly dialed Hope Williams' number.
Hope Williams sat quietly on the sofa, her eyes falling on the ringing phone, and let out a light sneer.
Here it comes.
Hope Williams answered the call and put it on speakerphone.
"Hope Williams, is it you?" Vivia Fuller's voice roared out.
Her voice trembled slightly, clearly due to her furious impatience.
"What do you mean, is it me?" Hope Williams asked calmly.
