22: Take it off

Unfortunately, the driver was driving at a reckless pace and was unable to stop in time. When he did, they had already arrived at their mansion's entrance.

Lucinda sighed and cast a backward glance in the direction of the girl.

Perhaps she was hallucinating?

She gave a small head shake and nervously entered the Gonzalez estate. She anticipated seeing her mother in the existing room, keeping an eye on what was happening upstairs with Lenora and Frederick.

It was absolutely different from that, though. The house was in disarray!

Maids running up and down as if in search of something.

“Mom?” she called out upon glimpsing Priscilla on the stairs.

“Lucy, come here quickly.”

Frowning, she went up only to halt at once when she saw Frederick lying cold on the ground.

“Do you think he's dead? That bitch did this!”

With a panicked expression, Lucinda went to check her pulse breathing a sigh of relief seconds later. “He's alive. The old fools just passed out. Where is Lenora?”

She ran away! I