She couldn't believe her ears.

Essie, on the other hand, looked very serious. She didn't look like she was joking at all.

"Enough with the nonsense!" Yesseca shouted.

"It isn't nonsense." Essie stared at Yesseca as though she was looking through her. "If you don't believe me, you can ask Selina if she killed your brother. You just need to ask her how your brother died." "Ha! Ha! Ha!"

She was still in the restaurant, but Yesseca could feel strong gusts of wind raging against her ears.

The strong wind made it hard for her to think.

She was flustered.

It felt like she was running through a forest while being chased by a wild beast. That beast was Essie.

Yesseca couldn't bear listening to Essie any longer.

She yelled, feeling panicked, "I'm leaving. I'm sick of listening to you,"

After that, Yesseca rushed away.

"Yesseca, go and ask Selina about it. Ask her to tell you in detail, ask her how your brother died." Essie still shouted after her.

Yesseca ran back to her hotel.

This was even more embarrassing than the last time.

Fortunately, when she got back into her hotel room, Preslie didn't notice how peculiar she looked, because she hadn't had dinner for several days in a row now. She was so hungry that she was having trouble taking care of herself and didn't have time to worry about Yesseca.

When Yesseca reached her room, she collapsed on her bed.

Preslie was also lying down on her own bed.

Preslie muttered out weakly, "Yesseca I'm starving to death. I need to sleep. I can't talk to you tonight. I need to sleep so I can stop feeling hungry,"

Yesseca didn't reply.

Preslie wasn't bothered to wait for Yesseca's reply.

She closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

Yesseca buried herself under her blankets.

Everything Essie said to her was still bouncing around in her head.

believe anything Essie had told her

time, Essie had

die

her to ask Selina about

Yesseca managed to calm

to be lying to her, she

sick, let alone at the brink of

she wouldn't take Lothar's life to

That was impossible!

some fantasy story. Why was she worrying over such

was so ridiculous, why was Essie so adamant for her to ask

all of this was fake, why did

just couldn't

began to

she should

this will disappear when she

of her pain and

eyes and forced herself to

ended up having

dreamed of Lothar

dagger. There was a gush of

in her nightmare. She

say to Lothar, "Lothar, I'll live only if you die, so you have to die!" Blood splattered all over

her nightmare that

front of her

realized that she had

Yesseca moved her fingers.

she should

anyway, so

if she actually

kind and good to her. It

upset if she

Yesseca had suspected her.

in pain from

I ask her or

was so frightened that she

fell onto the

at what she

quietly snuck out of her bed to get some

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