She desperately kept her eyes closed. The house got even darker, especially after the sun had set, making her feel even more lost. However, she could only force herself to get used to it as she only had herself to rely on from this point onward. Suddenly, fragments of memories flashed through her m
Josephine sent out her message but only received another red exclamation mark in response. She huffed and couldn't help the bitter smile that appeared on her face—Lewis still had her blocked.The disappearance of the text made her start to doubt if she had fabricated it or dreamed about it. Mrs. Jin
"Your health isn't in any major danger, but refrain from running out on your own next time. It's too dangerous."Josephine suddenly remembered that she had left the house to visit Mrs. Jinkins. Retrieving her phone from the headboard, she typed out her question. "How did you find me?"Dr. Halliday s
There was a long silence in the room. Lewis eventually put down his arm and made way for her to leave. He said, "Don't simply enter this room without my permission next time."Josephine squeezed her fingers and nodded lightly. She then turned sideways and walked past him, leaving the office room. As
Josephine shook her head. She gestured, "I remember, but Mrs. Jinkins is missing. Do you know where she went?""What does that have to do with me? Josephine, you chose this path. Since you showed great backbone, why don't you look for her yourself?" Lewis replied.Josephine was taken aback. As she w
Josephine followed the address on her phone, leading her to the restaurant's second floor, where she discovered a private room. With a closed door before her, she stood outside and stared at the door's number plate for two minutes before finally summoning the courage to knock.A man's voice came fro
Mr. Walter's anger dissipated, and he chuckled. "That's more like it. Wine is good stuff. Nobody talks about business without drinking wine."Josephine looked displeased. The wine tasted horrible to her. After she emptied her glass, Mr. Walter grabbed the decanter and filled her glass again. He said
Struggling to keep her eyes open, Josephine succumbed to powerlessness as she closed them once more. Her head was spinning, and she was woozy. She had lost track of time and did not even feel it when Mr. Walter patted her cheeks. The only thought consuming Josephine's mind was how terrible the wine