Chapter 814 What's Her Endgame?

She snickered, her eyes wild. "Pray for her? Oh, I'll pray—pray she's gone for good. If not dead, then let her be paralyzed, scarred, riddled with sores. Let her be the reason Emily's world crumbles..." The slap I landed on her was fueled by every ounce of my strength, my eyes blazing with anger. I was so livid, words failed me. As the cops dragged her away, I pushed down the storm inside me. Idris tried to lead me to the hospital, I stopped him, my attention drawn to the cellphone Sweety had carelessly left on the stone table. "I just couldn't figure it out. I had her convinced at the start, so why did she flip-flop? Why did she send me to the attic, knowing full well that the ravenous creature behind the door would bolt straight for Ash?" Idris caught me fiddling with Sweety's phone and raised an eyebrow. "Something wrong?" I just shook my head, trying to crack the phone's code, it was locked tight. I let out a sigh and gave up for now. Seeing me all battered and still obsessin