I Spy With My Secret Eyes

Chapter 197

Yancy’s expression and tone were a bizarre mix of a fifty-year-old woman and a nine-year-old girl. Despite her mature demeanor, her voice betrayed the innocence of a child.

The abrupt end to the call left Yancy reaching out, her pale hands grasping for the phone. “Diego, my son…” Her pleas echoed in the room.

Yancy’s struggles proved futile as she was held tightly by her grandmother. Though Melinda wasn’t the strongest, she possessed more strength than the young girl.

With the call abruptly severed, there was no need to fret about Yancy’s screams.

The room fell into stunned silence, with everyone, especially Oliver and his mother, Calista, taken aback by Yancy’s perplexing condition.

Oliver had encountered his fair share of peculiar occurrences, but Yancy’s situation still caught him off guard.

While Frederick and Lillian had grown accustomed to Yancy’s bouts of “spouting nonsense,” they had never actually dialed the number of her supposed “son” before.

Yancy was their flesh-and-blood daughter; there was no way she could be someone named “Gianna,” as she claimed.

The couple had disregarded Yancy’s ramblings, attributing them to her mind. being affected by a severe fever.

Calista’s insistence on calling Yancy’s supposed son left them bewildered and anxious. Frederick even entertained the thought that his daughter might be. “possessed by a ghost”!

Yancy’s struggles in Melinda’s embrace reached a hysterical peak as she declared. her intent to call the police, find her son, and return to her hometown…

Calista was visibly flustered, her earlier suspicion that her brother was concocting an excuse to ask for money now cast aside.

Frederick. Whatever amount you need, I’ll provide it. We have to get Yancy

to go for treatment. We’ve been to several big hospitals,

a priest with strong magical powers. He once helped a neighbor in our area fend off evil forces. Yancy… Should we invite that priest to take

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a situation and didn’t know how

in, “Absolutely. I can sense that something’s off with Yancy. Hurry up, make that call. Don’t worry about the

strange. It might be some

filled

spirit was, in fact, very feeble, and she fell into a

down, everyone

silent, contemplating the situation. “This isn’t a mere ploy for money; Yancy is

asleep, Melinda immediately called her neighbor. Unfortunately, to her disappointment, the priest was reported to be traveling and unreachable by phone. There was no certainty about when he would return.

“Yancy’s situation is mysterious. We need to, at the very least, uncover the

he silently approached and gently took her wrist, activating the Book of Immortality to

circulated within Yancy’s body, oddly

the issue left Oliver somewhat troubled; how would he tackle this situation if the cause remained elusive?

saying goes, it takes ten lies to complete a lie. A lie

had a thought. “What if I invite her two sons over? If it’s a conspiracy or falsehood, they might reveal, something,

the cause. Since she mentioned having two sons in southern Saspiuburg, I think inviting them

decline, but after some thought, he asked Oliver, “They… Surely, it costs money for them to

convey his reluctance for them to visit. “Isn’t it absurd? They are Yancy’s ‘sons. What if the neighbors see this? Won’t they make fun of us?” he pondered.