Just In Time

"Young Madam, the Old Master wants to see you. He doesn’t bite. What are you afraid of?" Assistant Hart grabbed Karen Daly’s wrist hard, trying to pull her back to Old Master Kyle. Assistant Hart's voice pulled Karen Daly back from her long-lost thoughts. She bit her lips and raised her hand to slap Assistant Hart. Her slap was quick and fierce, which was completely beyond Hart's expectation. It was not until he felt the stinging on his face did he realize that he had been slapped by this woman. "You—" He raised his hand and wanted to slap Karen Daly, but at the thought of his own position and occupation, he reluctantly withdrew his hand. Karen Daly gritted her teeth and tried her best to stabilize her trembling body. Soon, she calmed down a lot. She glanced at Assistant Hart and turned to look at Old Master Kyle. She happened to meet Old Master Kyle’s gaze. Old Master Kyle's gaze was sinister and cold, as if he would only be satisfied if she was forced into a corner with no way of sav