Chapter 270 One Great Show

In a dimly lit small space inside the chapel, smoke billows. It was eerie and terrifying, reminiscent of hell.

Priscilla knelt on the mat, praying with her expensive rosary. It was a daily ritual she had followed for years.

Joyce knelt silently beside her and began to recite along.

After finishing the prayer, Priscilla, with Joyce's support, stood up. Then, they both sat in the chapel's small lounge.

"Joyce, why didn't Rosa come today?"

Normally, Rosa is very punctual and arrives at the chapel at this time every day. But today, Priscilla didn't see her. Thus, she started looking for Rosa.

When Priscilla brought up Rosa, Joyce's tears welled up and fell like raindrops, landing on the gray floor tiles.

Priscilla felt sympathy for her. She became worried and asked, "Joyce, what's wrong? Why are you crying all of a sudden?"

"Grandma!" Joyce said with a hint of sadness, resting on Priscilla. "I won't be able to be by your side for much longer. My relationship with Romelius has e