Messing With Her? Are You Crazy! novel Chapter 644

Just the thought of it sent a thrill through her.

Black Jack rubbed her hands together. "Leave the dramatic posturing to me! Don't worry, I'll get it done perfectly!"

Serena shot a glance at her signature mane of hair. "Put on a disguise. Don't let that guy figure out we're the ones playing him."

Black Jack flipped her long locks confidently. "Relax. After all these years, who even knows the Vice Leader of the Ghost Alliance is a total chameleon?"

Serena was speechless.

A chameleon.

What kind of sane person would call themselves a complete freak?

"I'm heading to my grandparents' place. Take it easy and don't push your luck," Serena warned. She had a feeling the man named Rex was far from simple.

If they crossed paths with him again.

Black Jack might not make it out in one piece.

After leaving a few more instructions, Serena strolled out of the alley.

A heavily armed squad of men in black rushed past her, practically brushing her shoulder.

A few of the guards noticed her striking, exotic features, but they quickly looked away.

The young woman couldn't be older than her early twenties—probably just an international student from Elyndor.

Unfazed, Serena blended seamlessly into the crowd with a relaxed expression. Following the address Catherine had given her, she hailed a cab and headed for the high-end nursing home where her grandparents lived.

Outside vehicles weren't allowed inside the luxury facility's grounds.

The cab dropped her off on a commercial street about half a mile away.

The avenue was lined with top-tier global luxury boutiques.

Serena swung by a specialty store to pick up a few tasteful gift boxes for the elderly couple before continuing her walk toward the nursing home.

After all, she hardly knew her grandparents.

"She's Asian. With the way she's thrashing, who knows if she's got some weird disease?"

"I'm not touching her. What if it's contagious?"

"She's from Elyndor, too. There are plenty of them around here. Let one of her own people help her. Why should we get involved?"

The callous murmurs continued.

The local pedestrians murmured among themselves, their words dripping with absolute apathy.

Not a single person stepped forward to offer aid.

Hearing the word Elyndor made Serena pause. She turned her head to look.

Through a gap in the dense crowd, she caught a glimpse of an elegantly dressed elderly woman from Elyndor writhing on the pavement, clutching her chest in agony.

The woman's face was a sickening shade of purple, her lips bruised-looking and her breathing ragged.

It was a massive heart attack!