Third Person's POV
Priscilla's nose was already beaded with fine sweat, and with a "thud," she knelt on the ground, "Mr. Madox, Mrs. Madox, spare my life, please. I was just confused for a moment! Someone contacted me, offering me two hundred thousand to observe whether Mr. Madox is disabled, and I was bewitched."
Brent conducted a search and retrieved Priscilla's phone, handing it over to Zoey.
Russell watched Priscilla coldly, a suppressed low pressure filling the entire living room.
"Brent, have her taken to Snake Forest."
Snake Forest?
Priscilla was terrified, "I only sent one message to them, and I haven't sent anything since."
Zoey asked, "What did you send?"
Priscilla answered, "When I was washing the bedsheet last time, I saw bloodstains on it. I sent this message to them.
