The Woman From Hell

I let out a sigh of relief. I wondered if they were still at the Yard household.

After sending out the message, I did not sit idly by and began to wonder if there was a chance for me to get out.

I looked around the room. Apart from a desk, a chair, and a bed, the only things left were books.

It looked like I could only wait.

I leaned beside the bed. Nothing happened even after I waited for a while.

They were probably still here. Otherwise, they would have brought me out of here a long time ago.

Right at this moment, I heard something outside the door. It sounded like someone was opening the door.

I hurriedly stood up. Could they have found me?

The door slowly opened, and Silas' face, which looked like he had gone through vicissitudes, came into view. He was standing at the door, his hand on his cane. His gaze looked much colder than before.

I could not help shivering, the joy in my eyes instantly changing.

Seemingly having noticed that change, a hint of displeasure froze across his expressionless face.

his voice

What was he asking?

the rest coming

act rashly. I frowned

but the expression on his face had

not understand the question even more. I turned around and responded decisively, "I

Silas sigh before saying to the subordinate next to him, "Send the lady

could only accept

of a sudden. I froze in

his eyes never straying from my pocket. "Did you bring your phone?" He pointed

subconsciously covered

pocket and moved away while pretending nothing happened. I smiled lightly. "I always keep my phone in my pocket, but the signal here isn't very good, so

message notification just

probably spam. No need to bother," I said with a smile but

mouth hooked upward faintly. His smile instilled panic. "Take it out and

few days since you installed a signal jammer in the room. Even if I did get a text now, it

while feigning calm.

not escape his eyes.

could hear from his voice

Before I even had the chance to look