Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1130

The socialites scattered in panic, not even caring where Sophie was, just chasing blindly in the direction she had gone.

Sophie's white dress made her an easy target, drawing the hunters toward her instantly.

Meanwhile, Sandy seized the chance to hop into the elevator heading to the second floor, the only one that went straight to the seating area upstairs. The masked spectators were still engrossed in watching the game.

Calming her breath, Sandy hid in a discreet corner on the second floor. With everyone's eyes glued to the chaos below, no one noticed her.

"Help! Somebody, please help me!"

One of the socialites, hampered by her high heels, was dragged into a corner by a hunter, her desperate cries echoing through the hall.

Sandy's heart pounded as she saw the white figure disappear onto the second floor. The socialites hadn't realized that capturing Sophie would end the game prematurely. They didn't need to wait three hours; they'd all be dead by then!

was missing. As she tried to figure out where Vanessa had

clutched her dress tightly, her breath growing

cornered by

to die, Sophie! If we sacrifice you,

at her, she didn't hold back, swiftly taking them down with punches and

"Run faster and avoid getting caught. Survive for three hours, and someone will come to

the socialites

the futility of reasoning with them. When it's life or

masked hunter approached, bypassing Sophie to knock out the two

Sophie was stunned.

voice low: "Vanessa's on the

voice: "Logan? What are you