Having drunk the water, Lillian Spencer got up and walked outside.
The servant stepped forward a few steps, ca to the piano, and was about to lower the lid when Lillian Spencer turned around and saw the servant’s action, angrily shouting, "Stop!"
The servant was startled, the movent of the hand montarily missed, and the lid of the piano suddenly fell shut.
Bam!
Lillian Spencer’s facial color was terrifyingly sullen, and the servant trembled all over, admitting fault with a sobbing tone, "Miss... Miss, I didn’t an to, I’m sorry."
"Drag her out, let her rember this!"
Lillian Spencer said coldly.
"Yes, Miss!" The guards imdiately stepped forward and took the maidservant out, one holding each side.
The sound of the maidservant’s crying faintly ca, gradually fading away.
Lillian Spencer ca to the piano, carefully opened the lid, rubbing the edge gently as if she was caressing a most precious treasure.
Her eye color filled with deep pain, a fleeting expression crossed her back, disappearing quickly.
She gradually lowered the lid, turned, and left the music room.
Inside the courtyard, Lillian Spencer stood in the center, sunshine poured over her, cloaking her in a layer of golden light.
"Miss, they have been brought."
The guards stepped forward, speaking in a low tone.
Lillian Spencer turned, a group of female agents in uniform black uniforms stood before her, seeing her turn, the agents greeted in unison, "Hello, Miss!"
Lillian Spencer’s gaze swept across each face, finally settling on the woman with short, neat hair at the end.
"Linda, step forward."
"Yes."
Linda stepped forward, her face cold and quiet.
Lillian Spencer ca before Linda, scrutinizing her up and down, "I heard you are the most outstanding in this group of female agents. Later, let see your strength."
"Yes, Miss!"
The group moved to the training ground.
Lillian Spencer had been trained since childhood, including sanda, close fighting, and boxing, all subjects she studied.
Inside the Presidential Mansion, there is a specially opened training ground for her to train.
The training ground is almost a miniature military training ground.
All obstacles are exactly the sa.
Ten guards were already standing not far away, each holding a police dog by the hand.
The barking of the police dogs, each louder than the last, was terrifying to hear.
Lillian Spencer holding the stopwatch looked at Linda calmly, "Do you see those police dogs?"
"I see them."
"Later, their target is you, and your target is the flag at the highest point. Do you see it?"
Following Lillian Spencer’s finger, Linda saw a small black flag planted atop a high building used for speed descent training.
The flag fluttered in the wind.
It was strikingly black.
"I see it." Linda withdrew her gaze, the corner of her lips slightly pursed.
"You only have five minutes, not only to evade the pursuing bites of these police dogs but also to cross the obstacles and retrieve the flag. After five minutes, if you haven’t retrieved the flag, you’re completely out."
Linda paused, her gaze suddenly darting to Lillian Spencer.
Lillian Spencer hooked a smile at the corner of the mouth, "Linda, your fate is in your hands. Life or death, it’s up to your own fortune."
The words fell, and Lillian Spencer pressed the stopwatch.
Linda’s heart raced, a voice shouted in her heart, she must survive!
She absolutely must survive!
Linda dared not delay, she imdiately dashed.
The guards simultaneously released the traction ropes holding the police dogs.
...
An elegant cafe.
Sophie Sullivan just arrived, and the awaiting guards stepped forward, "Are you Miss Sophie? Please follow ."
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