"Who does Cecilia want to investigate?"
Sophie Sullivan ca to the balcony, gazing at the vast and distant skyline, "A woman who looks a lot like Raina Bell."
"Who is Raina Bell?"
Lucifer was indifferent to any woman other than Cecilia, so upon hearing the na of a completely unfamiliar woman, he instinctively frowned.
"A bad woman," Sophie huffed, "A very bad woman!"
"Did she harm my Cecilia?"
"Yes."
Lucifer’s voice beca serious, "Cecilia, send her photos, I’ll find out about her for you as soon as possible."
"Okay."
Sophie couldn’t help but feel grateful; it was so good to have Lucifer.
"By the way, Cecilia."
"Hmm?" Sophie withdrew her gaze, turned around, returned to the bedroom, and sat down on the sofa, "What’s up, Lucifer?"
"The doctor I found for you, he’ll arrive in Country A tomorrow, I’ll give you his contact details later. After arriving in Country A, he’ll contact you directly."
Sophie’s heart felt warm, she grabbed a cushion and hugged it to her chest, resting her chin on it, "Thank you, Lucifer."
She was overwhelmingly moved inside, yet could only thank him with the most inadequate words.
"Dear, there’s no need for thanks between us," Lucifer’s voice lowered, "I just hope you’ll recover your mory soon and return ho early."
And also reclaim everything that belongs to you sooner, making those who hurt you pay dearly.
"Lucifer, for you, I will also strive to regain my mory!"
Sophie clenched her fist, her face set with determination.
Lucifer on the other end of the mobile phone laughed deeply and softly. Although he couldn’t see her current look, her voice let him imagine how her expression might be now.
It must be extrely beautiful.
His Cecilia has always been beautiful and radiant.
Sothing unattainable by anyone else.
"I’m looking forward to the day you regain your mory."
After hanging up the phone, Sophie saw Gaby, with its fur completely dried, return.
It swaggered over to her, its large head rubbed against her legs, and Sophie extended her hand to stroke its head.
Encouraged, Gaby jumped onto the sofa.
It lay on the sofa, its head resting on Sophie’s legs, eyes half-closed, starting to doze off.
"Gaby, you’ve done a great job today. I’ll reward you with delicious food tonight." Thinking of how Raina Bell was scared out of half her wits, Sophie felt a sense of satisfaction.
She narrowed her eyes, looking at a certain spot; she would not spare anyone who hard her.
As long as she was alive, she would not give up on revenge!
.....
Presidential Mansion.
Lillian Spencer was playing the piano in the music room, with guards and servants standing outside the door, enjoying the beautiful music.
Suddenly, the rhythm began to quicken.
The tone gradually turned sharp...
Lillian Spencer slamd a hand heavily on the piano keys, sending a series of dissonant notes out, and everything fell into silence.
The servants and guards exchanged looks, their eyes conveying the sa ssage: What’s wrong with Miss?
"Soone, please."
Lillian spoke in a weary voice.
The servant hurried in, bowing to ask, "Miss, what are your orders?"
"Pour a cup of water."
Lillian rubbed her forehead with one hand, her facial color sowhat pale, and a thin layer of sweat beaded on her forehead.
The servant imdiately poured a cup of water; Lillian took the water and drank several gulps, finally alleviating the burning sensation in her throat.
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