"Are you still thinking about betting with me?"
"Why not? I bet at most twelve o'clock pm, your place will be found."
"Don't start daydreaming. If Alan Hoyle can find here in two hours, he is simply a living immortal." Susan locked the door confidently.
Olive Steele's stomach churned.
Mrs. Hoyle saw that her face was not good, "Are you all right."
Olive Steele turned her head and retched a few times, Little Baby Hoyle, you must be well and don’t mess with Mom.
Husband, when will you come to save us?
When she felt better, she smiled at the old lady with a pale face, "It's okay, don't worry."
She looked at the food on the ground, frowned, moved over, picked up a bowl and moved to the wall, stood up slowly against the wall, and then dropped the bowl on the ground.
The bowl was broken into several pieces, which was the effect she wanted.
Mrs. Hoyle was taken aback, "What are you doing?"
"How can we eat without untieing?"
Grinding and cutting the rope was a painful process, and the wrist was strangled with blood, and it hurt fiercely.
"Mom, be tough, Alan will come to save us soon."
"Don't comfort me."
The rope broke, and Olive Steele chuckled, "It's done."
She quickly untied herself first, then the old lady, and helped her to rise, "Move first."
The old lady said, "We still can't escape this prison cell."
"Trust me, Alan will find here soon." Olive picked up the remaining bowl of food on the ground and handed it to the old lady, "Come on, you can eat some first."
The old lady pushed back to her, "You eat first, you are pregnant."
"I've slept for so long. I'm not hungry. You eat." Olive Steele forced the bowl into her hand and found a clean place to sit down.
Actually, she was very hungry.
She touched her belly quietly, Little Baby Hoyle, you have to be strong and patient, and Dad will come to save us.
Mrs. Hoyle suddenly felt moved.
Olive Steele hummed the song softly, then turned around and smiled at the old lady, "Hurry up, otherwise it will be cold."
Her smile, like a ray of warm sunshine, fell into the eyes of the old lady and fell in her heart.
"You seem not to be afraid at all."
"From the time I decided to be with Alan, I was prepared for an uneasy life. I trust him, he will not allow us to suffer."
"You can really comfort yourself." This kind of temperament was indeed good.
Olive Steele smiled, "Mom, let's make a bet."
"bet?"
"Yeah."
"What to bet on?"
Olive Steele thought for a while and said, "If Alan rescues us before twelve o'clock pm, we will get along with each other, you also try to accept Chloe Malan and understand her nature, it's ok?"
A sneer came from outside the door, and it was the black mask again.
"Death is approaching, you still have the mood to bet here."
Olive Steele sat on the ground and didn't move, but raised her head lazily, "I bet my mother-in-law, it's none of your business, you can keep us locked."
"I just want to give you something." The black mask gestured, and Susan came in carrying a medical box, followed by a masked man behind her.
"What are you doing?" Olive Steele stood up alertly.
"I just watched the news which said that someone sitting in a taxi could be pierced by a needle with AIDS. Suddenly, I was inspired. Since you said he will come to save you before twelve o'clock, then I must give you something before? If Alan Hoyle knows that the bodies of his two beloved women were injected with HIV, what would happen. His child, once born, might be an AIDS carrier."
Cruel words came out of the black mask's mouth, and Olive Steele felt chills all over her body.
"You lunatic."
Susan put on the white gloves, "Kaleb, don't talk nonsense with her, she is delaying time."
"Ellison Geve, take off your mask too. Don't be a turtle." Olive Steele suddenly called him, and he was taken aback.
"How do you know?" Ellison Geve slowly took off his mask.
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