Ability

Fiona was skeptical. To be honest, she didn't believe that Zoey had the ability to do so, but since she was so confident, she would give it a try, even if the odds were only one in ten thousand. It was Lucille's fault, anyway, for being such an eyesore. "Okay. We'll meet at the cafe from the previous time at nine o'clock tomorrow morning." "No problem." Zoey hung up the phone. She turned around and looked around Samuel's room from head to toe. She had been there more than once and was very familiar with the layout and decoration of the place. Zoey strolled around slowly and opened a drawer casually. Unexpectedly, she found a piece of paper inside. There was a half-finished drawing on it. It was a girl with a black scarf covering her face. Her black hair was neat, and it was fluttering in the wind. Her hair covered her eyes and brows, which were as bright as stars. That was... Zoey's heart was beating wildly. She immediately took out the paper from the drawer, and the anger that had bee