As the car took Sara to the location she was supposed to meet Medusa, she became very nervous when she recognised the route they were taking.

Even the driver had been sent by Medusa to come pick her up in front of her apartment.

Since she wanted the painting so badly and did not know Sara had told Muchen about it, they would not kill her right?

She tried to convince herself even as the car drove into Grand Castle Hotel.

When she stepped out of the car, she ran her eyes over the tall building.

'Medusa, Fuji. I have to end you both together'

She thought to herself as one of the gang members escorted her inside.

Unlike the way she usually dressed, tonight, she wore a faux-fur coat, dark skinnies, white sneakers, and her hair was down. She was even wearing make-up!

She did not look like the same Sara Wang that was here a few days back. Tonight, she looked like an entirely different person. And even though she was nervous, she exuded confidence.

They took the same elevator she had taken with Snake the other time. The secret button also appeared and when he punched it, they were both taken straight to the sixth floor.

She had a bad feeling about it all since Snake was not the one who was escorting her this time. But she still remained calm.

Once they arrived at the floor, he led her to the very last room in the hallway.

It was on the opposite end of Fuji's room.l which she recognised.

As they approached the door, she saw the two hefty looking men who were guarding the door, look at her suspiciously.

When they saw her coming with the other man, one stepped forward to scan her for any object with a devise that looked like a police baton. When he was done scanning her body, her purse was also checked.

When they were certain she was with nothing to be bothered about, the other man opened the door.

"Go inside" The gang member who had escorted her said to her rudely.

"You better watch your manners" Sara warned with a dark look before strolling inside the room.

The room was very similar to Fuji's. Only difference was the person sitting on the couch while looking at her with an expressionless face.

It was Jin Medusa! The woman who had brought her here tonight.

She was dressed in all-black. From the scarf around her neck, to her coat, pants, and boots, all were black.

Her face had little make-up and her hair was in a low bun.

"Sit. And have a drink. It's going to be a long night." Medusa said with her legs crossed before sipping from her wine glass which was half filled with a dark liquid.

"Sorry. But I do not intend for it to be a long night. I have important things to do and so I have to hurry" Sara said 'politely' before sitting on the couch opposite her without bothering to join her in her drink.

Immediately she sat down, the first thing she did was to take out an envelope from her small purse, and carefully placed it on the table in front of Medusa.

"I am sorry. But I have to return this." Sara said politely.

"And what's that?" Medusa asked in a gentle voice.

"The money you left behind on Christmas day. I don't like receiving tips." She answered.

A corner of Medusa's mouth arched upward when she heard that.

"Fine" She said before taking the envelope from the table.

When she saw Sara looking intently at her, she tore the envelope into four pieces without bothering to open it, and allowed it to scatter on the floor.

Sara's face was still straight. She came here for a mission and it was what she intended to do.

"What do you need the painting for?" Sara asked straightforwardly.

"It was quick of you to know it was I who needed the painting. But I do not have to explain to you why I need it."

"You have to." Sara retorted immediately.

"If your people are planning to use me, then I have to know why I should help you at least."

Medusa laughed immediately Sara said that.

"Help me?" She looked at Sara like she could not believe Sara was actually asking her that question.

"You are not helping me Darling. You are only returning a favour because I saved your life. If not for me, you probably would have been lying on Fuji's bed or probably dead by now because he got bored. So giving me the painting is the least you could do for me."

Sara's face darkened when she heard Medusa's ugly words. But she was a bit lost at what she just said.

"What do you mean by 'if not for you'?" Sara asked in confusion and curiosity.

"I pitied you. I knew if you remained there, you would not only live a dreadful life, you also looked like the type that would cause trouble. So I asked him to let you go. Because I saw you as my daughter." She said with a forced smile.

In the actual sense, Medusa disliked Sara to the core.

From the very moment she saw Sara look at her like a murderer, she had wanted to kill that girl with her own hands.

She had waited patiently for the moment Fuji would let her off his wings so she would finish her off herself. But it was too unfortunate that he allowed her run off on the night before she was supposed to leave.

Even when her people caught up with her, Fuji was faster than her and had stopped them from doing anything to her.

"Enough reason for you to give me the painting now?" Medusa asked with the same forced smile still plastered on her face.

Sara was quiet for a while, when she finally opened her mouth, she said..

"You are just like your brother. You all do horrible things and then try to paint it as good. So irritating" She said with dark eyes.

Medusa forced out a laugh before standing up.

She had not expected Sara to say that to her face.

"I... don't like to be annoyed." She warned in a low voice with her hands fisted beside her.

"Neither do I." Sara responded back immediately.

"I only came here to say three things to you. One, there is no painting for you. Two, you and your brother should stay off my back. Three, you should be really careful."

Sara said before standing up.

She walked closer to Medusa and took out her phone to show her a video.

On the video, Medusa saw the painting she had been dying to have burning in a fire.

Medusa looked at the video with wide eyes.

She was so angry that even the veins in her head were so visible.

"Like I said, there is no painting for you, Han Ruoxi" Sara reminded her with a smile.

When she heard the name 'Han Ruoxi', she quickly turned to look at Sara who was smiling at her.

Quickly, Medusa composed herself.

"Then there is no leaving for you" Medusa assured Sara.