Three days later.
Dark!
No matter how wide she opened her eyes, all she saw was pitch black.
Audrey fumbled around, but all she touched were the cold walls and cold ground.
This space, she had probed for almost an hour, roughly guessing where she was.
It should be a secret room about ten square meters.
She had been imprisoned.
Her head was dizzy, and she still didn't understand what had happened.
Her last memory stayed at attending Mona's funeral, where she had evidently returned to the VIP ward. When she woke up again, she was already in this ice-cold secret room.
If you don't enter the tiger's den, how will you get the tiger cub!
Everything was within her expectations, so there was nothing to be afraid of.
But, who would imprison her?
Was it Arthur?
Or the O'Hara family?
From afar, footsteps could be heard.
She was all too familiar with these footsteps.
It was his footsteps.
Arthur's, also Clive's.
He was the one who kidnapped her!
