Chapter 593. No Different from the Dead

"Sister Sabrina, about the variety show incident, it's all over the internet now... Sister Sabrina!" Elena's hands slipped, the file fell to the ground with a loud bang. Startled, he quickly rushed forward to hold Sabrina in his arms. The cute kids came out when they heard the noise, only to see Mommy lying on the table, lips devoid of color, face pale. Elena anxiously looked at Sabrina, his hands frozen in mid-air, unsure whether to move forward or put them down. "Let me see." Zoya ran over and stood on a nearby stool. The cute kids surrounded Sabrina, anxiously looking on. Zoya's face was serious and conflicted. She squatted on the stool, using her fingers to open Sabrina's eyelids. Her eyeballs were bloodshot, the pupils dilated and somewhat unfocused. "Mommy?" Zoya exclaimed, letting go and then looking at the other eye, which was the same. The potion was starting to take effect. Kevin frowned and looked at Leroy, "Call Dad." "Got it." Leroy turned around to call Travis,