Maisie Lynch lifted her heavy eyelids and glanced weakly at Leopold Lowell, not saying a word.
She was exhausted and hopeless. Her legs and feet were so frozen they were numb, and she felt it would be better to just die.
Seeing Maisie Lynch’s uncooperative look, the anger in Leopold Lowell’s heart flared. He prepared to go forward and beat her again.
But just then, he thought he heard the sound of the front door opening.
Leopold Lowell assumed his older brother and third brother had returned. He resentfully withdrew the foot he was about to kick Maisie Lynch with and said coldly, "You little bitch, just you wait. I’ll come back to deal with you later!"
With that, he turned, opened the door of the secondary bedroom, and snorted coldly as he walked out, "...My big brother and the others are back. They’re not as gentle as me. You’re in for it now..."
Hearing his words, Maisie Lynch’s heart leaped into her throat.
The memory of being beaten by three burly men surged back into her mind. In an instant, Maisie Lynch’s whole body was trembling like a leaf.
It was as if she could see those three ferocious, twisted faces again. Their fists and feet fell on her like rain as she could only curl up on the floor, powerless to resist.
Just as Maisie Lynch was sinking into despair, she suddenly heard a dull THUD.
She looked up toward the sound, only to be shocked to see Leopold Lowell, who had just opened the door, fall straight to the ground.
Maisie Lynch was stunned. Her gaze slowly traveled upward, and she saw an unexpected figure standing in the doorway—
Maisie Lynch’s eyes widened, and she blurted out, "It’s you?"
Melody Summers looked at Maisie Lynch expressionlessly. She hadn’t expected these kidnappers to have snatched Maisie as well.
’It seems these kidnappers robbed 1602 first, then did the same to 1601.’
’Last night, Grace Sutton said she heard a "woman’s cry." That must have been Maisie.’
Thinking of this, Melody Summers broke out in a cold sweat. ’Good thing I dealt with these kidnappers tonight. Otherwise... after they were done with 1602 and 1601, they probably would have come for my apartment next...’
As Melody Summers mulled this over, she quietly put away the "Enchanting Secret Medicine" in her hand, feeling a slight pang of regret.
’This medicine cost me a lot of money, and it’s a real shame to have wasted so much on the three Lowell brothers.’
’If firing a gun wasn’t so loud, and if I had a good explanation for making people vanish into my space, I really wouldn’t have wanted to waste this powder...’
Seeing Melody Summers walk past the paralyzed Leopold Lowell on the floor, Maisie Lynch struggled to sit up and exclaimed, "You, what are you doing here?!... Don’t tell me you were captured by them too?!"
Melody Summers didn’t answer Maisie Lynch’s question. She put a finger to her lips in a "shush" gesture, signaling for Maisie not to shout, then asked in a low voice, "When were you captured? How many kidnappers are there in total? Is there anyone else in this apartment?"
Hearing this, Maisie Lynch pressed her lips together and answered in a hushed voice, "I was captured last night... I think there are three of them... Anyway, I’ve only seen three in the past two days..."
Hearing Maisie Lynch’s words, Melody Summers let out a temporary sigh of relief.
’Three in total. She and Joyce Lawson killed two, and now with the one she just knocked out, 1603 should be safe for now.’
Maisie Lynch saw that Melody Summers wasn’t speaking and asked nervously, "...So why are you really here? What about the other kidnappers? Where did they go?"
Melody Summers glanced at Maisie Lynch, paused for a moment, and replied, "Don’t worry. They’re all dead."
Hearing this, Maisie Lynch’s eyes flew wide open in utter astonishment. "What?!" she exclaimed.
’Those two kidnappers are both dead?’
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