Betty crouched on the ground, carefully examining every trace. "There are unfamiliar footprints by the window. Hmph, it must be those bitches trying to rescue Jaxon."
"Ms. Foster, I've found a clue here!" Joyce shouted.
Following Joyce's voice, Betty walked into a patch of grass.
Then, Betty's angry curses rang out. "There are signs of sleeping in this area... Damn it, they were actually lying here sleeping, waiting for me to rest before coming out to rescue him!"
Lauren said ingratiatingly, "Ms. Foster, they always take turns sleeping at night. Last night, they hid in the bushes, waiting for a gap in our defenses."
Betty, feeling very displeased, slapped Lauren in the face. "i***t! Do you think I don't know that? I just didn't expect them to dare get this close!"
Lauren, having been
