Chapter 1215

At the Jefferson residence, Mitchell had already been taken away and locked up, with security rotating in three shifts to keep watch. Meanwhile, the entire Jefferson family sat around the dining table in silence. Abigail pressed her lips together. Just moments ago, James had scolded her for quite a while. She wasn't sure if another round was coming. After all, no one else had known where the beehive was except for her. "Grace, Hazel," Peter spoke up, breaking the silence. "I think it's time we properly reintroduce ourselves." That day, his daughter and daughter-in-law had left the whole family speechless. Even James, who everyone thought was useless, had managed to uncover the truth about their captive when no one else could. Yet, no one spoke. "Grace." "Huh? Yes, Dad?" Grace responded sweetly. Peter studied her. She was petite and delicate, dressed in soft, feminine colors, with a doll-like face full of warmth and charm. But somehow, this very young lady had been flipping