Chapter 3

Anna's suitcase lay wide open on the clean floor. Inside were nothing but a few ordinary clothes.

Several boxes of high-end cosmetics were scattered in one corner, along with a thick stack of handwritten notes in a foreign language.

The crowd burst out laughing.

"Seriously? She called a biohazard alert for this? She's nuts."

"What a drama queen. It's a normal luggage, and she's out here trying to set this lady up."

"What a spiteful wife. Someone like her belongs in jail."

Zane wanted to get Anna out of there as fast as possible, so he spun around and yelled…