He seemed like any ordinary old man if it were not for the black tattoos all over his exposed skin. No one would have thought of him as a murderer.

“Why are you showing me this photo?” Natalie put the photo on the table. “Are you going to let me go so that I can give it to Stanley?”

Sean let out a chuckle and said airily, “Of course not. I just want to let you know what the murderer looks like.”

Natalie bit her lip and did not say anything.

She had asked him that question to sound him out, wanting to know if he was aware that Shane was on the way to rescue her.

Based on his reaction, it seemed like he was clueless about it.

That had her heave a sigh of relief.

Luckily, he doesn't know. He might bring me elsewhere if he does, and Shane would come in vain.

With that in mind, Natalie took the photo and stood up. “I am going back to my room.”

Upon saying that, she turned and walked out of the dining room without looking back.

Sean looked over his shoulder to stare at her figure, seemingly in a pensive mood.

room, Natalie closed the door

doing so, Sean would not

so even when he was

be ignored, so there was a chance for the latter to snap and barge in to kill her. Natalie

took a deep breath and put

habit of hers to stay on the balcony

by so that she could cry for help. However, as of then, she only wanted

that, she leaned against the handrail and

heard a buzzing sound near her

and saw it

steps back and stared at

bigger than any bees I've ever seen. Will I die if it stings me? I mean, it's gigantic,

dare to move an inch for fear

contact with the bee for a long moment, but none

she noticed

bee's eyes? It... looks like some kind of a hidden camera. Hold

widened in surprise as

bee be a camera? If it is, who sent it here?

hoped it was the

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