Followed Her

Madam Collins muttered to herself, "A mistake was made. It seems that this plan won't work. I have to think of another way..." As she spoke, she moved her wheelchair and left. Madam Louisa followed her. The noise outside couldn't be heard from the bedroom. That was because the soundproofing was too good. At two o'clock in the morning... The temperature dropped again. It was a little cold in the bedroom. Joseph, who couldn't handle the cold, turned pale. He covered his chest, and waves of toxins attacked his heart. He felt a burst of pain, but he endured it and did not say a word. Sensing that something was wrong, Lucille stopped pretending to be asleep. She lifted the blanket and sat up. She walked over to Joseph's side and tried to feel his pulse, but the moment she touched his wrist, she froze. He was cold to the touch. Lucille checked his pulse and could not help but be stunned by what she discovered. Aside from a layer of strange, incomprehensible poison, there were scars from old