Chloe Reed’s eyelid twitched violently.
’If I make another excuse, the Old Madam will definitely get suspicious.’
’What should I do?’
Dylan Finch noticed the panicked look on her face and asked with concern, "Ma’am, what’s wrong?"
Chloe Reed played the Old Madam’s voice message for him.
Dylan Finch thought for a moment, then said, "That’s simple."
He then told Chloe Reed what to do.
Chloe Reed nodded after listening. ’His idea is brilliant!’
With that, Chloe Reed sent a message back to the Old Madam.
Chloe Reed: [Hold on, let me find a place with a better signal.]
They went straight to the hospital’s rear courtyard and found a wall to use as a backdrop. Then, taking a deep breath, she started a video call with the Old Madam.
The call connected quickly. The Old Madam’s wrinkled face appeared on the screen, her cloudy eyes instantly locking onto Chloe.
"Chloe, where have you been traveling these past few days?"
The Old Madam’s kind voice came through the phone.
Following Dylan Finch’s instructions, Chloe Reed started to move in short, jerky motions, mimicking a lagging video feed.
She opened and closed her mouth slowly, then sped up at random intervals.
Seeing this, the Old Madam frowned. "What’s happening? Can you talk?"
From the Old Madam’s perspective, Chloe Reed on the screen would freeze for a moment, then move again in slow motion.
Aunt Woods, who was taking care of her, was right there. Seeing the screen, she said, "Old Madam, it looks like Miss Chloe’s signal is bad. The video keeps freezing."


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