Chapter 6

Seraphina froze, doubting what she had just heard.

"Who are you?"

She struggled to sit up, but the movement pulled at her wound, causing it to bleed.

Seraphina's brows furrowed tightly.

"Who are you?"

"Give the phone back to Dashiell right now!"

She thought it must be a prank from the other end.

That Dashiell, to get back at her, had hired an actor to answer this call just to upset her.

Or perhaps Dashiell, that careless, annoying oaf, had accidentally lost his phone.

And someone else had picked it up.

But the voice on the other end struck her like a bolt of lightning with what it said next.

"This is the hospital. Mr. Winters gave us his phone password before he died, and said that if a Miss Seraphina called, we must answer."

"Otherwise, she would become agitated and anxious."

Upon hearing this, Seraphina was indeed agitated. She raised her hand and knocked the glass on the table to the floor, shattering it.

"Enough!"