Chapter 141: You should rot in hell

"The girl... The girl I killed last," Mr. Andrew stammered, his voice trembling. "I don't remember her name." Beads of sweat formed on his forehead as he glanced around the room, searching for an escape. But there was none. Lyra's eyes narrowed, her voice dripping with venom. "You don't remember her name? Should I make you remember?" Mr. Andrew's eyes widened, fear etched on his face. He swallowed hard, trying to compose himself. "Her name is Betty," he replied hurriedly. "She's Betty." Regina's lips curved upward, forming a sly smirk. Her eyes sparkled with malevolence, giving her an otherworldly aura. "Good of you," she said, her voice laced with sarcasm. Her smile grew broader, sinister, and unnerving. "Tell us everything you know about Betty and why you killed her." Mr. Andrew gulped down his saliva nervously. He knew he must not lie. Regina's piercing gaze made it hard for him to think straight. "Betty was fifteen years old," he began, his voice shaking. "She attended Roy