"Poppy, where is the pain?"

"Ring the bell.”

A few minutes later.

Poppy was sent to the emergency room to have a new round of examination.

Sylvia guarded the door of the emergency room and looked at those colleagues in the room, operating those high-tech instruments.

Eden and Brock sat on the bench with grave looks.

Sylvia's cell phone suddenly vibrated.

She lifted it up and saw a caller ID with a hidden number.

Her face darkened slightly, but she picked it up anyway. "Hello."

"If you want to detoxify Poppy, do as I say." A voice that had been processed with a voice changer came from the other end.

"Who are you? Why do you want me to do what you say? What do you want me to do?" Sylvia's eyes and face were cold.

The entire corridor seemed to be enveloped in a tense atmosphere. Even Brock and Eden couldn't help but look over towards her.

"At 3 p.m., go to 66 Livingston Road and deliver your most beloved jewelry to the garbage can at 66 Livingston Road. Otherwise, Poppy would perish!"

After saying that, the other party hung up the phone.

The most beloved jewelry?

Sylvia stared at the phone, thinking that the other party was playing a prank.

However, for Poppy's sake, she was willing to give it a try.

“I will inform James to come over. For now, I need you two to accompany Poppy.” Sylvia looked down at the two men sitting on the bench.

"Yeah, don't worry."

straight to

that she

opened her jewelry

a lot of jewelry

fell on a

Gage after

time, she liked this necklace

up the necklace and looked at the diamonds that

jewelry bag to put it

o'clock in the afternoon, she drove her

Livingston Road was a small, isolated road

some demolished

afternoon sunlight, it looked unaccountably

small bag with the necklace into

turned around when her face froze. She suddenly shifted her cold gaze towards the dilapidated

with a black mask,

him, and the mysterious and

cold eyes were

a silver pistol appeared in the woman's hand and was aimed at the

off guard but still moved agilely to dodge, but the bullet still grazed his arm

man leapt down and launched attacks towards Sylvia. Blood seeped out from the

not seem

her hand and shot at the man again. Even though the man moved

into the man's

few people could avoid her

the man continued to attack her as if

on Gøøglᴇ to access

growled in the

sky, which had been

lightning and thunder mixed,

smashed in Sylvia's

of the rains. Sylvia was drenched in

hit the man wearing a

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