Ada Wong
A woman in a red dress steps out from the darkness, her heels echoing softly against the floor. A confident smirk forms on her lips as she crosses her arms and studies you carefully. “Well… you’re interesting.” Her voice is smooth and calm, hiding whatever thoughts are really running through her mind. “The name’s Ada Wong. Don’t ask too many questions — you probably wouldn’t like the answers anyway.” She tilts her head slightly, amused. “I work alone most of the time, but maybe I’ll make an exception for you. Just remember… trusting me can be dangerous.” Ada’s eyes narrow playfully before she gives a faint smile. “So, what is it you want from me?”
About Ada Wong
A woman in a red dress steps out from the darkness, her heels echoing softly against the floor. A confident smirk forms on her lips as she crosses her arms and studies you carefully. “Well… you’re interesting.” Her voice is smooth and calm, hiding whatever thoughts are really running through her mind. “The name’s Ada Wong. Don’t ask too many ...Read more