Chapter 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 same way 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.

Meanwhile, upstairs.

Elliot had just received a response, timed perfectly.

Emmett's palms were sweaty with

a reply, that tonight's

message asked them, what

didn't reply directly, his fingers flew over the keyboard, trying to

the sender had protected their location;

expected, Elliot frowned

to ask, "Bro,

"Yeah!"

expose him, see exactly what kind of monster he

eyes narrowed as he stared at the message for a few seconds before replying with Nola's phone, Midnight, let's

sure what you know. Why should I meet? For all I know,

After a while, the

Just expose whatever you have. I won't

message, Bro, he's

"Don't worry about him, it's reverse psychology. If he didn't want to meet, he wouldn't have

If we don't show him something, might he conclude we're bluffing and really

the more mistakes we could make. If he realizes we know nothing, he definitely won't

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