Voice

Beep... Beep... Soon, a middle-aged man's voice came from the other end of the phone. "Hello?" Lucille lowered her voice and cried, "Mr. Davis..." On the other end of the phone, Henry was visibly stunned. He asked in surprise, "Zoey?" "It's me, Mr. Davis." "How could you do such a thing? You're now a murderer who has killed two people!" Henry had obviously seen the news. He reprimanded her. "If your father was still alive, he would be very disappointed to see you like this!" "No! That's not what happened!" Zoey sobbed. "Mr. Davis, I didn't kill anyone. They worked together to frame me. They wanted to get revenge on me!" Then, Zoey told him about how she had been affected by the runes, but she cleverly concealed the middle part of the story and painted herself as the victim. Upon hearing that, Henry was so angry that he almost slammed the table. "What? That really happened? How ridiculous!" "You're right, Mr. Davis. If my father was still alive, he would be very disappointed in me. But.