CHAPTER 115 A CALL

Madison took a deep breath, steadying herself as she answered the call, her voice steady and controlled as she spoke. "Hello, Hunter," she said, her tone cool and measured as she prepared for whatever was to come. Hunter's voice was smooth and confident, his tone calculated and manipulative as he spoke. "Madison, dear," he purred, his voice dripping with false sincerity. "I hope I'm not disturbing you at a bad time." "Your little gift was delivered, I trust?" Hunter asked, his voice filled with a sick sense of satisfaction as he gloated about the attack on Mrs. Kim. "I do hope it wasn't too much of a shock for you." Madison's jaw tightened as she struggled to maintain her composure, her fingers tightening around the phone as she struggled to find the right words. "Your little stunt wasn't as clever as you think," she replied, her voice hardening as she met his challenge head-on. "And why do you think I did it?" Hunter asked, his voice growing colder as he continued to press her