"It must have been... a hunting accident, right?" Laura Waltson casually fabricated a reason.
Actually, Laura was in no mood to talk to her at this moment, extremely worried whether she could still save her own life.
Because she knew very well, the bullet was indeed poisoned.
Although it hadn't hit a vital part yet, once the poison spread, it would quickly become lethal!
Originally, these were all surprises prepared for Ella Lacey...
But in the end, it happened to her, making her both angry and annoyed. What was wrong with Sophie Foster? Couldn't aim to kill!
She didn't know.
In the instant she turned, she completely missed that Ella narrowly escaped the bullet's attack...
"Since that's the case, we must catch the hunter."
Ella Lacey took a clean white towel from the car, wrapped it around her thigh wound, causing her to wince in pain and scream, almost fainting, while constantly shouting, "Aunt... you're going to kill me with pain like this..."
