CHAPTER 463: THE SABOTEUR

Juliana wandered through the bustling mall, her eyes scanning the racks of clothes and shelves of shoes. She had promised herself a day of retail therapy, a much-needed break from the stress of running her wellness center. As she reached for a pair of designer jeans, a piece of paper on the nearby shelf caught her eye. It was a note scribbled in hasty handwriting: "Meet me at the food court at 3 PM. I know who's behind the attacks on your wellness center. Come alone." Juliana's heart raced as she read the note, her mind racing with questions. Who could be behind this mysterious message? And what did they know about the strange occurrences at her center? She glanced around, but the crowd seemed oblivious to her discovery. With a sense of trepidation, she tucked the note into her purse and continued shopping, her eyes scanning the mall for any signs of suspicion. At 3 PM, Juliana made her way to the food court, her senses on high alert. She spotted a figure in the corner, wearing a b