NovelFinishChapter 433 Tarquin furrowed his brow, silent.
Lowell rushed over for a look, shocked, "This is utterly creepy! Wait, doesn't this cat's death seem eerily familiar? It's like... I remember now! It's killed the sway as that dead cat someone tried to throw into Elijah's room! Someone twisted its neck to kill it!" Tarquin and Axel remained silent, exchanging glances.
After a moment, Tarquin handed the phone back to Axel and asked, "Are we sure it was Professor Folly's daughter who threw out this trash?" "Yeah!" Tarquin, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, pondered deeply.
Lowell was baffled, "How could it be Ms. Blythe? Ms. Blythe and Ms. Thorne are best friends, and she's the cherished only daughter raised by Professor Folly himself. She looks so innocent, doesn't seem like someone who'd harm a cat, much less be that mysterious figure!" Tarquin and Axel remained silent, the only response was the cold whisper of the wind.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMeanwhile, upstairs.
Elliot had just received a response, timed perfectly.
Evan and Emmett's palms were sweaty with tension.
They feared not getting a reply, that tonight's plan would be ruined.
The message asked them, what do you know? Elliot didn't reply directly, his fingers flew over the keyboard, trying to trace the sender's location.
But clearly, the sender had protected their location; Elliot couldn't trace it.
Though expected, Elliot frowned in displeasure.
Evan leaned in to ask, "Bro, still can't track him?" "Yeah!" "It's okay, he's already taken the bait. Tonight, we'll expose him, see exactly what kind of monster he is!" Elliot 'hmmed' again, his eyes narrowed as he stared at the message for a few seconds before replying with Nola's phone, Midnight, let's meet.
The sender immediately replied, I'm not even sure what you know. Why should I meet? For all I know, this could be a trap.
Elliot didn't reply. After a while, the person sent another message, I'm not playing this game. Just expose whatever you have. I won't meet.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEvan and Emmett panicked at the message, Bro, he's not agreeing to meet! Elliot was calm, "Don't worry about him, it's reverse psychology. If he didn't want to meet, he wouldn't have contacted us in the first place." "What now? If we don't show him something, might he conclude we're bluffing and really not show up?" Elliot was silent for a moment, then shook his head, "We barely know anything about what happened back then; the more we say, the more mistakes we could make. If he realizes we know nothing, he definitely won't meet. But keeping it vague, he's more likely to show up!
After all, if the events of the past were exposed, it would impact him greatly!f he's been plotting all these he's/been years, exposure would ruin his plans.
So, as long as we don't give him concrete evidence that we're bluffing, he'll definitely show up." Just as Elliot finished, Elijah sent a message, What's the situation? Did he contact you?
Elijah was pacing in Sunshine Community, anxious for not being!' Le..! able to be on the 'battlefield' himself.
Elliot replied, We've made contact, still in a psychological battle. Keep calm, take cake of Mom, make sure she doesn't sense anything off. The next second, Nola's phone rang with a call from an unknown number.
Elliot, with a puzzled frown, immediately hung up! The person then sent a message, You're not Nola! mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofifl0&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1
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