Chapter 482

The videographer zoomed in on Shannon's motions. Soon, everyone in the livestream saw the content on her phone. It was a photo of a disheveled, frail-looking woman in a wheelchair, staring absentmindedly into the distance. Ethan felt his heart drop. Despite the unfamiliar face, he quickly detected a hint of familiarity in that person. That was it—it was Winona! Even without looking at the photo, Bonnie lost her composure upon hearing the name, Natalie Dunn. She was in disbelief, and her gentle voice transformed into a shrill. "How? How did you find her?" Were practitioners of the mystic arts so capable that they could discern so much information from a single photo? How was that possible? Wallace assured her that their scheme wouldn't be exposed so easily… Ethan had long disregarded Bonnie's reaction. He grabbed the tablet and hastily asked, "Ms. Jensen, where's Winona now? Is she alright?" At that, Shannon expanded the interface on her phone, displaying a completely blank chat. F