Looking at the photo, Abel nodded. “Yes! Number 1!”
“Adrien, Lizbeth looks a lot like me!” exclaimed Emmeline.
“It’s her then. Adrien, I met this girl before. She looks good!” Abel said again.
“Emma, what do you think?” Adrien asked, looking at Emmeline.
“We’re trapped together in Imperial Palace before. I think she’s good too,” replied Emmeline.
“So, it’s her then. Shall we call her now?” Adrien asked.
Just when the three of them were talking excitedly, someone shouted, “Someone is poisoned. Call 911.”
Hearing that, Abel opened the door and asked, “What happened? What’s going on?”
“Mr. Abel, Old Mr. Ryker is looking for you. You’d better go downstairs to take a lot. Someone was poisoned and was spitting out blood!” exclaimed the butler, Fabian Ryker.
Poisoned? Spitting out blood?
Abel felt a chill run down his spine. How could such a thing happen on such an occasion?
Without further ado, he ran downstairs to take a look.
Adrien and Emmeline followed too.
The living room was in chaos.
A middle-aged lady was lying on the floor with blood dribbling from the corner of her mouth.
Another young lady held her in her arms and cried, “Mom, what’s wrong? Are you okay?”
Seeing Abel, Oscar commanded at once, “Abel, be alert! Someone just poisoned the lady!”
Looking at the photo, Abel nodded. “Yes! Number 1!”
“Adrien, Lizbeth looks a lot like me!” exclaimed Emmeline.
Hearing that, Abel quickly informed Luca.
Luca gathered all the bodyguards in a hurry and searched the whole villa.
Abel squeezed his way to the middle-aged lady and squatted down to take a look. The middle-aged woman’s eyes were closed and dark red blood dribbled from the corner of her mouth. Apparently, she was being poisoned.
“What happened to her?” Emmeline ran over too.
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