My secret

Tension and Horror

The night was eerily silent, the dark sky stretching endlessly, with the pale moonlight casting a haunting glow over the water. On a luxurious boat gliding through the lake, Moc Tinh Nguyet aimed a gun at Moc Nhat Tam, who was covered in wounds but displayed no sign of fear. Despite the bleeding, Nhat Tam remained composed, her eyes cold and sharp.

With a smirk, Tinh Nguyet taunted, "Sorry for stealing your Black Rose. No, I've stolen your entire organization." Nhat Tam silently stared at her, unphased, "Such a pity, you still can't steal it."

Tinh Nguyet's fury flared, her arrogance faltering. "What? You're too confident," she hissed.

Nhat Tam, smiling coldly, revealed, "I hold the USB with our secrets." The air seemed to freeze. "I knew you were plotting, so I removed all the bullets from this boat."

But in a shocking twist, two gunshots rang out, piercing Nhat Tam's abdomen. She crashed into the railing, then fell into the dark waters, her body vanishing into the abyss.

Tinh Nguyet stood motionless, stunned, but her expression slowly turned into a cold, knowing smile. "Oh, you've arrived, huh?"

From the shadows, a chilling voice echoed, "Good thing I arrived in time, or you would've been betrayed."

Tinh Nguyet's eyes narrowed as a mysterious girl stepped into view, dangerous and calculating. "But she had the USB with our secrets, don't you think you should do something?"

Tinh Nguyet smirked, silent for a moment, then replied, "I know, she wasn't bringing the USB on the boat."

In the midst of the darkness, the tension thickened. The secrets lingered, the game of power and revenge far from over. Would the truth be uncovered, or was it all just part of a more elaborate trap?