The answer was both.
Baby Robbie hissed between clenched teeth. "Are you curious to know how I know you killed Sis Iris? That’s because she died with her eyes open. Her ghost told m e that you and Foster Father are the murderers."
Daisy stared at Baby Robbie's resentful eyes, feeling like she had been struck by thunder and turned into a puppet.
All her life, her greatest fear was that Baby Robbie would tear her perfect disguise apart.
However, the heavens were just so cruel because they insisted on choosing him to uncover her hideous disguise.
Baby Robbie's eyes were scarlet as his accusations intensified. "When you knew that Sis Six was wrongly accused, you couldn't even bring yourself to say something nice to her when she died. She was once your sister too. Couldn't you at least do something as simple as burying her body?"
Daisy leaned against the door panel. At this very moment, she felt as though she had fallen into an ice cave. It was so cold that she felt like she had frozen into ice.
Baby Robbie stood in front of her at an arm’s length away.
Daisy noticed that Baby Robbie's face had grown thinner, his facial features were more well-defined, and his youthfulness was more prominent. He looked as handsome as poppy, exuding a deadly charm.
Unfortunately, his charming face was ruined by his bloodshot pupils that were a result of agony.
"Why did you do that?" Baby Robbie asked in a hoarse voice.
Eldest Sis burst out laughing, and even her tears had flowed out of her eyes. "I thought that you had become a cunning black-hearted fox after spending a few years in the military intelligence division, but who would’ve thought? You actually managed to preserve that precious and kind heart of yours. I'm not like you, Baby Robbie. I took the wrong path."
Baby Robbie drew a machete from his sleeve. When Daisy saw the machete, her emotions broke down completely as tears rolled down her face.
This was the machete she had given Baby Robbie.
"Can you use another weapon if you want to fight me?" she pleaded.
Baby Robbie gritted his teeth. "Are you really going to fight me?"
Daisy nodded with great difficulty. "This is my promise to him."
Baby Robbie said, "Okay then. Let's begin."
The machete dropped as soon as he lifted his hand up. His speed was as fast as lightning.
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