The Woman From Hell

I let out a sigh of relief. I wondered if they were still at the Yard household.

After sending out the message, I did not sit idly by and began to wonder if there was a chance for me to get out.

I looked around the room. Apart from a desk, a chair, and a bed, the only things left were books.

It looked like I could only wait.

I leaned beside the bed. Nothing happened even after I waited for a while.

They were probably still here. Otherwise, they would have brought me out of here a long time ago.NôvelDrama.Org content.

Right at this moment, I heard something outside the door. It sounded like someone was opening the door.

I hurriedly stood up. Could they have found me?

The door slowly opened, and Silas' face, which looked like he had gone through vicissitudes, came into view. He was standing at the door, his hand on his cane. His gaze looked much colder than before.

I could not help shivering, the joy in my eyes instantly changing.

Seemingly having noticed that change, a hint of displeasure froze across his expressionless face.

Silas tilted his head, his voice thick and deep. "Did you know?"

What was he asking?

Was he referring to Shannon and the rest coming to the Yard household?

I did not dare act rashly. I frowned and asked, "Know what?"

"You don't know?" Silas asked again, but the expression on his face had eased a little.

I did not understand the question even more. I turned around and responded decisively, "I don't."

Immediately after that, I heard Silas sigh before saying to the subordinate next to him, "Send the lady back to the room."

I could only accept my fate.

I was about to follow them back to the room when the phone in my pocket vibrated all of a sudden. I froze in place and noticed Silas' expressionless face abruptly darken through my periphery. Oh God, could Shannon have replied to my message at this moment?

He walked up to me, his eyes never straying from my pocket. "Did you bring your phone?" He pointed at my pocket.

I subconsciously covered my hand

over my pocket and moved away while pretending nothing happened. I smiled lightly. "I always keep my phone in my pocket, but the signal here isn't very good, so I can't use it."

"Wasn't that a message notification just now?"

"It's probably spam. No need to bother," I said with a smile but did not dare take out my phone to look at it.

The corners of Silas' mouth hooked upward faintly. His smile instilled panic. "Take it out and have a look."

"No need. couldn't get in touch with anyone these past few days since you installed a signal jammer in the room. Even if I did get a text now, it won't of help," I replied to him

while feigning calm.

However, the old fox was cunning. My schemes did not escape his eyes. "Take it out!" Silas demanded again in his deep voice.

I could hear from his voice that he

was on the edge of exploding and could only take out the phone from my pocket obediently. Before I even had the chance to look at it myself, the person beside me snatched it and delivered it to Silas.

Silas accepted the phone and woke the screen. "What's the password?"

I mumbled the password and heard the sound indicating that the phone had been unlocked. My heart was pounding.

Old Master Yard's brows knitted together tightly, his expression darkening when he saw the message at the top. He turned the screen toward me. "So, you knew."

The message I sent Shannon was on the screen, along with her reply: [What? But we already left! Are you alright, Wanda?]

It actually was a reply from her.

I shut my eyes and prepared for the storm.

Silas' light chuckle reached my ears. "Even if they know you're here, what power do they have to get you out?"

"Why wouldn't we have the power?"

A voice came from outside the door. It was very familiar to me...