Heena didn't waste a single second dwelling on the guilt. Her time was running out, and her patience had completely evaporated.
She climbed into her carriage and ordered the driver to head straight to the Gu estate. There was no polite notice, no formal request for a meeting, and no civil etiquette. The carriage tore through the capital streets and violently screeched to a halt right in front of the Prime Minister's grand gates.
She was going to deal with this bastard face-to-face.
Anyone who knew the Vanguard Madam's reputation fully expected her to march up to the Prime Minister's estate and violently splinter the grand mahogany gates off their iron hinges.
But she didn't.
